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Shakespeare Sonnets CXLVII. My love is as a fever, longing still The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLVII. My love is as a fever, longing still

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Sonnet CXLVII My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth…

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,

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Sonnet CXLVI Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, [ ] these rebel powers th…

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLV. Those lips that Love's own hand did make The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLV. Those lips that Love's own hand did make

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Sonnet CXLV Those lips that Love's own hand did make Breathed forth the soun…

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLIV. Two loves I have of comfort and despair, The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLIV. Two loves I have of comfort and despair,

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Sonnet CXLIV Two loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do …

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLIII. Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catch The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLIII. Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catch

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Sonnet CXLIII Lo! as a careful housewife runs to catch One of her feather'd …

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLII. Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate, The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLII. Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate,

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Sonnet CXLII Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded o…

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLI. In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXLI. In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,

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Sonnet CXLI In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thou…

Shakespeare Sonnets CXL. Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXL. Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press

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Sonnet CXL Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press My tongue-tied patience with …

Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXIX. O, call not me to justify the wrong The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXIX. O, call not me to justify the wrong

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Sonnet CXXXIX O, call not me to justify the wrong That thy unkindness lays upon …

Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXVIII. When my love swears that she is made of truth The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXVIII. When my love swears that she is made of truth

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Sonnet CXXXVIII When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, …

Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXVII. Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXVII. Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes,

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Sonnet CXXXVII Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, That they beh…

Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXVI. If thy soul cheque thee that I come so near, The Sonnets

Shakespeare Sonnets CXXXVI. If thy soul cheque thee that I come so near,

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Sonnet CXXXVI If thy soul cheque thee that I come so near, Swear to thy blind so…