I heard after my Shakespeare class today (after breaking into song more than once), that some of the students in my British literature survey course think I'm crazy. My breaking into song in that class as well may have something to do with it.
I don't plan to, it just happens.
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Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
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