night_be_full
Q
Give
me
my
Juliet
;
and
,
when
I
shall
die
,
Take
her
and
cut
her
out
in
little
stars
;
And
she
will
make
the
face
of
heaven
so
fine
,
That
all
the
world
will
be
in
love
with
night
,
And
pay
no
worship
to
the
garish
sun
.
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