Title: Valgfritt

Text: Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract tonight. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; too like the lightning, which doth cease to be. Ere one can say "It lightens." Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath may prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest, come to thy heart as that within my breast. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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