A confirmed Shakespeare fanatic, given to fits of poetic exhalations. "Write till your ink be dry, and with your tears moist it again; and frame some feeling line that may discover such integrity. For Orpheus' lute was strung with poets' sinews, whose golden touch could soften steel and stones, make tigers tame, and huge leviathans forsake unsounded deeps to dance on sands."
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