Shake-speares Sonnets (Quarto 1, 1609)
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SHAKE-SPEARES.
¶Drawne after you, you patterne of all those.
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¶THe forward violet thus did I chide,
¶If not from my loues breath,_the purple pride,
¶Which on thy soft cheeke for complexion dwells?
¶The Lillie I condemned for thy hand,
¶And buds of marierom had stolne thy haire,
¶And to his robbry had annext thy breath,
¶But for his theft in pride of all his growth
¶A vengfull canker eate him vp to death.
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¶To speake of that which giues thee all thy might?
¶Sing to the eare that doth thy laies esteeme,
¶And giues thy pen both skill and argument.
¶If time haue any wrincle grauen there,
¶If any,_be a Satire to decay,
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