"At Christmas I no more desire a roseThan wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;But like of each thing that in season grows."Love's Labour's Lost. W Shakespeare.
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"At Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows."
Love's Labour's Lost. W Shakespeare.
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