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- Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this son of York,
And all the clouds that loured upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
- William Shakespeare, Richard III, Act I, sc. I
Greatest English dramatist & poet (1564 - 1616)
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