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A Man Whose Blood Is Very Snow-broth; One Who Never Feels The Wanton Stings And Motions Of The Sense.
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A man whose blood
Is very snow-broth; one who never feels
The wanton stings and motions of the sense.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Measure for Measure
-- Act i, Sc. 4
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