All the World’s a Stage

all the world's stage

One step of all the world,
And all men and women are only players.
They are outside of them and their inner paths,
And in their time a man plays many parts,
Their actions were seven years old. First, baby,
Meling in the arms of the nurse and puking.
Then stop with his satchel.
And the morn of Dawn is bright.
Unhappy school. And then lover,
As a sigh, a kiln, with a ballad-themed group.
Made of her mistress ‘ eyebrow. Then a soldier
Like Pard, a strange oath and full of Barsh.
Envy in respect, sudden and quick in contention,
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Even in the mouth of the cannon. And then justice,
Fair round lined with good capon in Pete,
With eyes intense and formal cut beard,
Full of Dana and modern events;
And so does he pay part of it. Holiday Age Shifts
In Lean and Slapaprad Piantiin,
On the nose and on side bag;
The hose of his youth, well preserved, a world very wide
For its shrinking darkness, and their big Manly sounds,
Rescuer Trico, returning to pipe
And whistles in your voice; Last View,
This strange Aoantufal date ends,
Second, childish and just forgotten,
A tooth, a little eyed, a scarecrow taste, a lot of things.

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