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What
a piece of work is man!
How noble in reason,
how infinite in faculties,
in form and moving,
how express and admirable,
in action how like an angel,
in apprehension, how like a god,
the beauty of the world,
the paragon of animals!
And yet, to me,
what is this quintessence of dust?
Man delights not me;
no, nor woman neither,
though by your smiling you seem to say so.
William
Shakespeare (Hamlet II, 2) |