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How Slow This Old Moon Wanes! She Lingers My Desires, Like To A Stepdame, Or A Dowager, Long Withering Out A Young Man's Revenue.
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How slow this old moon wanes! she lingers my desires, like to a stepdame,
or a dowager, long withering out a young man's revenue.
-- William Shakespeare
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