Shake-speares Sonnets (Quarto 1, 1609)
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I42
¶O but with mine, compare thou thine owne state ,
2120And thou shalt finde it merrits not reproouing,
¶Or if it do , not from those lips of thine,
¶That haue prophan'd their scarlet ornaments,
¶Robd others beds reuenues of their rents.
¶Whome thine eyes wooe as mine importune thee,
¶Roote pittie in thy heart that when it growes,
¶Thy pitty may deserue to pittied bee.
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I43
¶One of her fethered creatures broake away,
¶Whilst her neglected child holds her in chace,
¶To follow that which flies before her face:
¶Not prizing her poore infants discontent;
2140So runst thou after that which flies from thee,
¶Whilst I thy babe chace thee a farre behind,
¶But if thou catch thy hope turne back to me:
2145If thou turne back and my loude crying still.
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I44
¶The better angell is a man right faire:
¶To win me soone to hell my femall euill,
¶Tempteth my better angel from my sight,
¶And would corrupt my saint to be a diuel:
¶Wooing his purity with her fowle pride.
2155And whether that my angel be turn'd finde,
¶But being both from me both to each friend,
2160Till my bad angel fire my good one out.
