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Song by William Shakespeare

Song Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourishèd? Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes, With gazing fed; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies Let us all ring fancy’s knell: I’ll begin it: Ding, dong, bell. Ding, dong, bell. The Merchant of Venice, III.2.63 William Shakespeare

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