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I'm in day 4 of a five-day workshop on digital collections, digital projects, digital forensics and for all I know digital didgeridoos. My head feels about to explode, so the best I can offer today is this bit of silliness:
Now is the delphipsmith of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York.
Which work of Shakespeare was the original quote from?
