Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful
In the contempt and anger of his lip!
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night
-- Act iii, Sc. 1
In the contempt and anger of his lip!
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night
-- Act iii, Sc. 1
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