Quotation by Shakespeare

I would have broke mine eye-strings, cracked them, but
To look upon him, till the diminution
Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle;
Nay, followed him till he had melted from
The smallness of a gnat to air, and then
Have turned mine eye and wept.
William Shakespeare (1564–1616), British dramatist, poet. Imogen, in Cymbeline, act 1, sc. 3, l. 17-22.

To Pisanio, who watched her husband, Posthumus, sail away.
Surprise me with a
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