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Shakspeare (whom you and every playhouse bill
Style the divine! the matchless! what you will),
For gain, not glory, wing'd his roving flight,
And grew immortal in his own despite.
--
Alexander Pope, Imitations of Horace, Epistle I, Book II, line 69.

 

William Shakespeare

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