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The sixth age shifts into lean and slipper’d pantaloon, with spectacles on nose and pouch on side, his youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide, for his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice, turning ageing to 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, As You Like It, Act II, scene vii. |
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