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The Rude Sea Grew Civil At Her Song, And Certain Stars Shot Madly From Their Spheres To Hear The Sea-maid's Music.
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The rude sea grew civil at her song,
And certain stars shot madly from their spheres
To hear the sea-maid's music.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), A Midsummer Night's Dream
-- Act ii, Sc. 1
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