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Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere.
— Twelfth Night, Act III Scene 1
KEYWORD: happiness
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'Tis conceived to scope.
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All happiness to your honour! |
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Might we but have that happiness, my lord, that you
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The best of happiness,
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