Shake-speares Sonnets (Quarto 1, 1609)
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SHAKE-SPEARES.
¶To marre the subiect that before was well,
¶Then of your graces and your gifts to tell.
¶
I04
¶TO me faire friend you neuer can be old,
¶For as you were when first your eye I eyde,
¶Three beautious springs to yellow Autumne turn'd,
¶Three Aprill perfumes in three hot Iunes burn'd,
1555Ah yet doth beauty like a Dyall hand,
¶Steale from his figure,_and no pace perceiu'd,
¶Hath motion,_and mine eye may be deceaued.
1560Ere you were borne was beauties summer dead.
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I05
¶LEt not my loue be cal'd Idolatrie,
¶Nor my beloued as an Idoll show,
¶Kinde is my loue to day,_to morrow kinde,
¶Still constant in a wondrous excellence,
¶And in this change is my inuention spent,
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