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Image of the quote is loading... SaveSave Mislike me not for my complexion,The shadowed livery of the burnished sun,To whom I am a neighbor and near bred.Bring me the fairest creature northward born,Where Phoebus' fire scarce thaws the icicles,And let us make incision for your loveTo prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine. - Quote by William Shakespeare

Mislike me not for my complexion,The shadowed livery of the burnished sun,To whom I am a neighbor and near bred.Bring me the fairest creature northward born,Where Phoebus’ fire scarce thaws the icicles,And let us make incision for your loveTo prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine.

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