But now two mirrors of his princely semblance Are cracked in pieces by malignant death, And I for comfort have but one false glass That grieves me when I see my shame in him. The Tragedy of King Richard the Third, Act II, scene ii
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Date: 2004-06-10 01:07 am (UTC)Are cracked in pieces by malignant death,
And I for comfort have but one false glass
That grieves me when I see my shame in him.
The Tragedy of King Richard the Third, Act II, scene ii
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