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William Shakespeare, 1564-1616 [1640], Poems: vvritten by Wil. Shake-speare. Gent (Printed... by Tho. Cotes, and are to be sold by Iohn Benson [etc.], London) [word count] [S11600].
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Immoderate Passion. [Sonnet CXLVII]
My love is as a feaver longing still,
For that which longer nurseth the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
Th'uncertaine sickly appetite to please:
My reason the Phisition to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve,
Desire is death, which Phisicke did except.

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Past cure I am, now Reason is past care,
And franticke madde with ever-more unrest,
My thoughts and my discourse as mad mens are,
At randome from the truth vainely exprest.
  For I have sworne thee faire, and thought thee bright,
  Who art as blacke as hell, as darke as night.
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William Shakespeare, 1564-1616 [1640], Poems: vvritten by Wil. Shake-speare. Gent (Printed... by Tho. Cotes, and are to be sold by Iohn Benson [etc.], London) [word count] [S11600].
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