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Sonnet 145

December 29, 2017
Sonnet 145

Those lips that Love’s own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said ‘I hate,’ To me that languish’d for her sake: But when she saw my woeful state, Straight in her heart did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was used in giving gentle doom, And taught it thus anew to […]

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