Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. — William Shakespeare
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Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.

— William Shakespeare
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