Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say 'It lightens.
The works of Shakespear [ed. by H. Blair], in which the beauties observed by ... - Page 27
by William Shakespeare - 1771
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