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Some say that ever 'gainst
the season comes,
Wherein our Saviour's
birth is celebrated,
The bird of dawning
singeth all night long;
And then, they say, no
spirit dare stir abroad;
The nights are
wholesome; then no
planets strike,
No fairy takes, or witch
hath power to charm,
So hallow'd and so
gracious is that time.
(Hamlet - Act 1, Scene
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