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“One speech in't I chiefly loved. T'was Aeneas' tale to Dido; and thereabout of it especially when he speaks of Priam's slaughter. If it live in your memory, begin at this line”

Quote by William Shakespeare

Book:Hamlet
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Hamlet

Hamlet, a prince of Denmark, returns home after his father's death to find his uncle on the throne and his mother married to him. The play explores themes of madness, betrayal, and moral ambiguity as Hamlet seeks to avenge his father's murder. Its rich language and intricate plot have made it a cornerstone of Western literature. more

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William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare (1564 - April 23, 1616) was one of the greatest poets of the English Renaissance, renowned for his dramatic works. His plays spanned a variety of genres, including tragedy, comedy, and history, and have had a profound impact on literature worldwide. more

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