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Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
 I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
 Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
 To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
 A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
 Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 2 scene 1Greatest English dramatist & poet  (1564 - 1616)
 
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