“I’d meet you where the spirit meets the bones, in a faith-forgotten land”
1. W. Shakespeare
2. 泰勒斯威夫特
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“Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.”
1. 泰勒斯威夫特
2. W. Shakespeare
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Now he sits on his throne in his palace of bones
1. 泰勒斯威夫特
2. W. Shakespeare
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“We are such stuff as dreams are made on”
1. W. Shakespeare
2. 泰勒斯威夫特
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If you prick us, do we not bleed? / If you tickle us, do we not laugh? / If you poison us, do we not die? / And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
1. W. Shakespeare
2. Talor Swift
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Take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die / I don't belong, and my beloved, neither do you / Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry / I'm setting off, but not without my muse
1. 泰勒斯威夫特
2. W. Shakespeare
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Oh, what a valiant roar / What a bland goodbye / The coward claimed he was a lion / I'm combing through the braids of lies