Once upon... the best of times, it was the worst of... eternity was in our lips and... the east, and Juliet... is drunk asleep, or in his rage... thou has slain the Jaberwocky... to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow... goats and monkeys... saw division grow together... and steal immortal blessing from her... thousand twangling instruments... writing their own reproach, to whose soft seizure... value dwells not in... your ears... on the sole Arabian tree... was Greek to me... or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing...

...

...do a barrel roll.

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