The Bay-trees In Our Country Are All Wither'd And Meteors Fright The Fixed Stars Of Heave

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The bay-trees in our country are all wither'd
And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven;
The pale-faced moon looks bloody on the earth
And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change.
These signs forerun the death or fall of kings.
-- William Shakespeare, "Richard II"

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