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... speaking breast , Who plead for love , and look for recompenfe , More than that tongue that more hath more expreff❜d . O , learn to read what filent love hath writ : To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit . } XXIV . Mine eye hath ...
... speaking breast , Who plead for love , and look for recompenfe , More than that tongue that more hath more expreff❜d . O , learn to read what filent love hath writ : To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit . } XXIV . Mine eye hath ...
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... speak That heals the wound and cures not the difgrace : Nor can thy fhame give phyfic to my grief ; Though thou repent , yet I have still the loss : The offender's forrow lends but weak relief To him that bears the strong offence's ...
... speak That heals the wound and cures not the difgrace : Nor can thy fhame give phyfic to my grief ; Though thou repent , yet I have still the loss : The offender's forrow lends but weak relief To him that bears the strong offence's ...
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... Speak of the spring and foifon of the year , The one doth shadow of your beauty show , The other as your bounty doth appear ; And you in every blessed shape we know . In all external grace you have fome part , But you like none , none ...
... Speak of the spring and foifon of the year , The one doth shadow of your beauty show , The other as your bounty doth appear ; And you in every blessed shape we know . In all external grace you have fome part , But you like none , none ...
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... speak well of me untrue , My name be buried where my body is , And live no more to shame nor me nor you . For I am shamed by that which I bring forth , And fo fhould you , to love things nothing worth . LXXIII . That time of year thou ...
... speak well of me untrue , My name be buried where my body is , And live no more to shame nor me nor you . For I am shamed by that which I bring forth , And fo fhould you , to love things nothing worth . LXXIII . That time of year thou ...
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... Speaking of worth , what worth in you doth grow . This filence for my fin you did impute , Which shall be most my glory , being dumb ; For I impair not beauty being mute , When others would give life and bring a tomb . There lives more ...
... Speaking of worth , what worth in you doth grow . This filence for my fin you did impute , Which shall be most my glory , being dumb ; For I impair not beauty being mute , When others would give life and bring a tomb . There lives more ...
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abfence againſt alſo Antony & Cleopatra beauty beauty's beſt bleſſed breaſt cloſe Compare Sonnet Cymbeline death defire doth Dyce fair falſe fame feems fhall fing firſt fome forrow foul ftill fuch fuggefts fummer Gentlemen of Verona glaſs hath heart himſelf itſelf King Henry laſt lines live look loſs love's Malone mayſt Meaſure Merchant of Venice miſtreſs moſt Muſe muſt myſelf night paffion paſt perfons pleaſe pleaſure poems poet praiſe preſent propoſes Quarto reaſon Romeo & Juliet roſe ſay ſecond ſee ſeem ſeen ſenſe ſhadow Shakſpere Shakſpere's ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould ſhow ſkill ſome Sonnet 9 ſpeak ſpirit ſpoken ſtand ſtate ſtay Steevens ſtill ſtore ſtrange ſubject ſuch ſweet thee themſelves theſe thine eyes thoſe thou art thou doft thought thy fweet thyſelf Time's Timon of Athens treaſure truth uſe Venus & Adonis verfe verſe waſte Whilft whoſe yourſelf youth