The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation; that away, Men are but… — William Shakespeare
The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation; that away, Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.
The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation; that away, Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.
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