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The labour we delight in physics pain. Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Take thy fair hour, Laertes; time be thine, Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, For sweet discourses in our time to come. And cheer his grace with quick and merry eyes. Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew: Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love?