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23 April – On This Day In History

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Born:

1564 William Shakespeare (playwright). Also died on this day of the year, 1616

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Died:

2007 Boris Yeltsin (1st President of the Russian Federation)

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On This Day:

1982 The Sinclair ZX Spectrum is released

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20th April – On This Day In History

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Born:

1937 George Takei (actor – Star Trek)

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Died:

1912 Bram Stoker (author of Dracula)

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On This Day:

1611 First recorded performance of Shakespeare’s “Macbeth”

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Winter

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When icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When Blood is nipped and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl,
Tu-who;
Tu-whit, tu-who: a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

When all aloud the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson’s saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian’s nose looks red and raw
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl,
Then nightly sings the staring owl,
Tu-who;
Tu-whit, tu-who: a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

– William Shakespeare

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23rd April – On This Day In History

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Born:

1564 William Shakespeare (English playwright). Died on the same day 52 years later.

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Died:

2007 Boris Yeltsin (first president of the Russian Federation)

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On This Day:

1982 The Sinclair ZX Spectrum home computer is released 

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All The World’s A Stage

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All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

– William Shakespeare

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23rd April – On This Day in History

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Born:

1564 William Shakespeare (English playwright)

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Died:

1616 William Shakespeare! (died on his 52 birthday)

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On This Day:

1985 Coca Cola debuts its new secret recipe

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Sonnet XXXI

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Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, Which I by lacking have supposed dead; And there reigns Love, and all Love’s loving parts, And all those friends which I thought buried. How many a holy and obsequious tear Hath dear religious love stol’n from mine eye, As interest of the dead, which now appear But things removed that hidden in thee lie! Thou art the grave where buried love doth live, Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone, Who all their parts of me to thee did give, That due of many now is thine alone: Their images I loved, I view in thee, And thou (all they) hast all the all of me.

Sonnet XXXI – William Shakespeare

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