O hell! to choose love by another's eye. — William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
O hell! to choose love by another's eye. — William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
O hell! to choose love by another's eye. — William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
O hell! to choose love by another's eye. — William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
O hell! to choose love by another's eye. — William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
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O hell! to choose love by another's eye.

— William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
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