"Let me play the fool: With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come, And let my liver rather heat..."

“Let me play the fool:
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come,
And let my liver rather heat with wine
Than my heart cool with mortifying groans.
Why should a man, whose blood is warm within,
Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster?”

- Gratiano (The Merchant of Venice, Act I scene i)

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