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		<title>Sonnet CL 150</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 1609 16:57:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[CL. O! from what power hast thou this powerful might, With insufficiency my heart to sway? To make me give the lie to my true sight, And swear that brightness doth not grace the day? Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill, That in the very refuse of thy deeds There is such strength [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet CLI 151</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 1609 16:56:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[CLI. Love is too young to know what conscience is, Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss, Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove: For, thou betraying me, I do betray My nobler part to my gross body&#8217;s treason; My soul doth tell my [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet CLII 152</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 1609 16:54:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[CLII. In loving thee thou know&#8217;st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing; In act thy bed-vow broke, and new faith torn, In vowing new hate after new love bearing: But why of two oaths&#8217; breach do I accuse thee, When I break twenty? I am perjured most; For all [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet CLIII 153</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 1609 16:24:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[CLIII. Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep: A maid of Dian&#8217;s this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground; Which borrowed from this holy fire of Love, A dateless lively heat, still to endure, And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove Against [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet CI 101</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 1609 05:01:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[CI. O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed? Both truth and beauty on my love depends; So dost thou too, and therein dignified. Make answer, Muse: wilt thou not haply say &#8216;Truth needs no colour, with his colour fix&#8217;d; Beauty no pencil, beauty&#8217;s truth to lay; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet C 100</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 1609 17:35:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[C. Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget&#8217;st so long To speak of that which gives thee all thy might? Spend&#8217;st thou thy fury on some worthless song, Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light? Return, forgetful Muse, and straight redeem In gentle numbers time so idly spent; Sing to the ear that doth [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet XCIX 99</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 1609 17:33:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[XCIX. The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love&#8217;s breath? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love&#8217;s veins thou hast too grossly dyed. The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet XCVIII 98</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Apr 1609 17:32:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[XCVIII. From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April dress&#8217;d in all his trim Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh&#8217;d and leap&#8217;d with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet XCVII 97</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 1609 17:31:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[XCVII. How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December&#8217;s bareness every where! And yet this time removed was summer&#8217;s time, The teeming autumn, big with rich increase, Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, Like [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sonnet XCVI 96</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 1609 17:30:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[XCVI. Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness; Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport; Both grace and faults are loved of more and less; Thou makest faults graces that to thee resort. As on the finger of a throned queen The basest jewel will be well esteem&#8217;d, So are those errors [...]]]></description>
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