Shake-speares Sonnets (Quarto 1, 1609)
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SONNETS.
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¶And make me trauaile forth without my cloake,
¶To let bace cloudes ore-take me in my way,
¶Hiding thy brau'ry in their rotten smoke.
500Tis not enough that through the cloude thou breake,
¶To dry the raine on my storme-beaten face,
¶That heales the wound, and cures not the disgrace:
¶Th'offenders sorrow lends but weake reliefe
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515All men make faults,_and euen I in this,
¶Authorizing thy trespas with compare,
520Thy aduerse party is thy Aduocate,
¶Such ciuill war is in my loue and hate,
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¶Although our vndeuided loues are one:
¶Without thy helpe , by me be borne alone.
530In our two loues there is but one respect,
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