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And now, some Shakespeare (with translation):
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| But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun! | |
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| OMGWTF! JuL137 i5 s0 fuKiN h4wt!!1 | |
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| Arise fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief that thou, her maid, are far more fair than she. | |
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| j00r s0 h4wt i 7h1Nk im g0nNa r4lph!!!1 | |
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| Her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools do wear it. Cast it off! | |
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| l3t m3 s33 j00r B3WB13Z!!! | |
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