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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from What is Man? by Mark Twain: he wrote his one poem--his only poem, his darling--and laid him
down and died:
Good friend for Iesus sake forbeare
To digg the dust encloased heare:
Blest be ye man yt spares thes stones
And curst be he yt moves my bones.
He was probably dead when he wrote it. Still, this is only
conjecture. We have only circumstantial evidence. Internal
evidence.
Shall I set down the rest of the Conjectures which
constitute the giant Biography of William Shakespeare? It would
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