It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell.

— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
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