ROMEOThere thy gold, worse poison men’s souls,Doing murders loathsome — William Shakespeare, Romeo Juliet

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ROMEOThere is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls,Doing more murders in this loathsome world,Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none.Farewell: buy food, and get thyself in flesh.Come, cordial and not poison, go with meTo Juliet's grave; for there must I use thee.

William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet

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