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William Shakespeare, 1564-1616 [1609], Shake-speares Sonnets. Neuer before Imprinted (By G. Eld for T. T. [etc.], London) [word count] [S20127]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
Not mine owne feares, nor the prophetick soule,
Of the wide world, dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true loue controule, Supposde as forfeit to a confin'd doome. The mortall Moone hath her eclipse indur'de, And the sad Augurs mock their owne presage, Incertenties now crowne them-selues assur'de, And peace proclaimes Oliues of endlesse age. Now with the drops of this most balmie time, My loue lookes fresh, and death to me subscribes, Since spight of him Ile liue in this poore rime, While he insults ore dull and speachlesse tribes. And thou in this shalt finde thy monument, When tyrants crests and tombs of brasse are spent.
William Shakespeare, 1564-1616 [1609], Shake-speares Sonnets. Neuer before Imprinted (By G. Eld for T. T. [etc.], London) [word count] [S20127]. |
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