“Being your slave, what should I do but tend upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, nor think the bitterness of absence sour when you have bid your servant adieu; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought where you may be, or your affairs suppose, but, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought save where you are how happy you make those. So true a fool is love that in your will, though you do anything, he thinks no ill.” ~Shakespeare
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