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Queen Elizabeth Speaks

 My hands were stained with blood, my heart was 
proud and cold,
My soul is black with shame .
.
.
but I gave Shakespeare gold.
So after aeons of flame, I may, by grace of God, Rise up to kiss the dust that Shakespeare's feet have trod.

by Joyce Kilmer
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