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Sonnets by William Shakespeare: XXXII

Sonnet XXXI Sonnet XXXIII XXXII If thou survive my well-contented day, When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover And shalt by fortune once more re-survey These poor rude…

Sonnets by William Shakespeare: XXXV

Sonnet XXXIV Sonnet XXXVI XXXV No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud: Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome…

Aline Kilmer: Ambition

AmbitionAline KilmerKenton and Deborah, Michael and Rose, These are fine children as all the world knows, But into my arms in my dreams every night Come Peter and Christopher, Faith and…

George E. Woodberry

Woodberry, George Edward[1855-1930](3)Born at Beverly, Massachusetts, May 12, 1855. Graduated with the degree of A.B. from Harvard University in 1877. The degree of Litt.D. was conferred on…

Smallest European Country

The Question: What is the smallest European country, defined by land mass? The Answer: At .17 square miles, Vatican City (an…

Smoking and Life Expectancy

The Question: What is the life expectancy of smokers vs. non-smokers? The Answer: It's hard to give a firm answer to that question, in part…

1997 News of the World, Europe

1997 News of the World Eighteen years of Conservative rule ended in May when Tony Blair and the Labour Party triumphed in the British elections. Blair has been compared to Bill Clinton for his…

Sonnets by William Shakespeare: CXXX

Sonnet CXXIX Sonnet CXXXI CXXX My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red, than her lips red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires,…

Sonnets by William Shakespeare: CXLII

Sonnet CXLI Sonnet CXLIII CXLII Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving: O! but with mine compare thou thine own state, And thou shalt find…

Sonnets by William Shakespeare: XVIII

Sonnet XVII Sonnet XIX XVIII Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all…