So, to one neutral thing both sexes fit.

IF yet I have not all thy love,

Litigious men, which quarrels move,

And if no piece of chronicle we prove,

Call her one, me another fly,

If in thine my life thou waste,

Sighs, tears, and oaths, and letters I have spent ;

Usurious god of love, twenty to thee,

But I alas ! could there find none ;

But come bad chance,

He that hath all can have no more ;

Yet I would not have all yet.

Who says my tears have overflowd his ground?

Which have their stocks entire, and can in tears,

Wed never met.

Thou covet most, at that age thou shalt gain.

Though it be but an hour ago

I cannot breathe one other sigh, to move,

By feigned deaths to die.

Mysterious by this love.

Yet no more can be due to me,

And we teach it art and length,

As often as from thee I go,

But wheres that wise man, that would not be I,

Let me think any rivals letter mine,

" Did kill me," and when I felt me die,

Me travel, sojourn, snatch, plot, have, forget,

Into the glasses of your eyes ;

It seemd, and therefore for our loss be sad.

Soldiers find wars, and lawyers find out still

Nor in hope the world can shttps://read.99csw.comhow

For loving, and for saying so

In whining poetry ;

This bargains good ; if when Im old, I be

They who one another keep

Yet I found something like a heart,

Till then, Love, let my body range, and let

When with my brown my gray hairs equal be.

Only let me love none ; no, not the sport

Or the kings real, or his stampd face

By us ; we two being one, are it ;

New growth, thou shouldst have new rewards in store ;

We can die by it, if not live by love,

So made such mirrors, and such spies,

WHEN last I died, and, dear, I die

I am two fools, I know,

But since that I

—And lovers hours be full eternity—

I thought, if I could draw my pains

It was entire to none, and few had part ;

Thus to use myself in jest

Than changing hearts, to join them ; so we shall

When I had rippd, and searchd where hearts should lie,

Both are increasèd by such songs,

When did the heats which my veins fill

Do thy will then ; then subject and degree

If thine own honour, or my shame and pain,

Some man, his art and voice to show,

But O ! no man could hold it, for twas thine.

Dear, I shall never have it all ;

He hath no desire nor s九*九*藏*書ense,

Let not thy divining heart

But think that we

And may thy fears fulfil.

The phoenix riddle hath more wit

Thou canst not every day give me thy heart,

Are but turnd aside to sleep.

Contemplate ; what you will, approve,

Take you a course, get you a place,

Made one anothers hermitage ;

The maid, and tell the lady of that delay ;

That if good fortune fall,

Though I be dead, which sent me, I might be

Grief, which verse did restrain.

Through rhymes vexation, I should them allay.

My mind transport.

And we join to it our strength,

The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs,

Who are a little wise, the best fools be.

Us canonized for love ;

Nor a lost hour recall ;

Well build in sonnets pretty rooms ;

Or citys quelque-choses ; let not report

Nor can intreat one other tear to fall ;

For this love was not vowd by thee.

Alas ! alas ! whos injured by my love?

It was not good, it was not bad,

That thou lovest me as thou sayst,

Then fear not me,

Grow there, dear, I should have it all.

Grief brought to numbers cannot be so fierce,

I can remember yet, that I

We die and rise the same, and prove

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One that love me.

Resume my last years relict ; think that yet

And all my treasure, which should purchase thee,

And by these hymns, all shall approve

It stays at home, and thou with losing savest it ;

Who did the whole worlds soul contract, and drove

Countries, towns, courts beg from above

So you will let me love.

It cannot be

SWEETEST love, I do not go,

FOR Gods sake hold your tongue, and let me love ;

Be one, and one anothers all.

Spare me till then ; Ill bear it, though she be

If then thy gift of love were partial,

What merchants ships have my sighs drownd?

You, to whom love was peace, that now is rage ;

But when I have done so,

New love created be by other men,

For both their triumphs so are published,

I heard me say, "Tell her anon,

My lifes blood doth decay.

When did my colds a forward spring remove?

That some to me, some should to others fall,

Do purge sea waters fretful salt away,

Our legend be, it will be fit for verse ;

All was but all, which thou hadst then ;

A pattern of your love."

As well a well-wrought urn becomes

I will allow,

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That myself," that is you, not I,

Were tapers too, and at our own cost die,

Loves riddles are, that though thy heart depart,

Cannot add another hour,

At the last must part, tis best,

But not of such as pleases when tis read.

When thou sighst, thou sighst not wind,

But if in thy heart since there be or shall

That art the best of me.

From country grass to confitures of court,

But we will have a way more liberal,

But colours it, and corners had ;

Or chide my palsy, or my gout ;

And if unfit for tomb or hearse

And yet it was, thy gift being general ;

Destiny may take thy part,

And yet is here to-day ;

If thou canst give it, then thou never gavest it ;

That they did all to you epitomize—

And fruit of love, Love, I submit to thee.

And we in us find th eagle and the dove.

A fitter love for me ;

But sighst my soul away ;

Keep midnights promise ; mistake by the way

Something did say, and something did bestow ;

For weariness of thee,

More wings and spurs than he.

Than at the bargain made was meant.

Dear, I shall never have thee all.

This new love may beget new fears,

Speedier journeys, since I take

In sighhttps://read.99csw.coms, in oaths, and letters, outbid me,

Calls what you will, we are made such by love ;

Yesternight the sun went hence,

And since my love doth every day admit

O how feeble is mans power,

The ground, thy heart, is mine ; what ever shall

Mine own executor, and legacy.

Itself oer us to advance.

Inflamed by thee,

When thou weepst, unkindly kind,

To love and grief tribute of verse belongs,

And, by delighting many, frees again

I bid me send my heart, when I was gone ;

If she would not deny ?

Alive, neer parted be.

Doth set and sing my pain ;

Nor half so short a way ;

And I, which was two fools, do so grow three.

Or if then thou gavest me all,

It killd me again, that I who still was true

Though she and I do love.

Forethink me any ill ;

With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve ;

My five gray hairs, or ruind fortune flout ;

And thus invoke us, "You, whom reverend love

Observe his Honour, or his Grace ;

Add one more to the plaguy bill?

But believe that I shall make

I meant to send that heart instead of mine,

For he tames it, that fetters it in verse.

And at next nine

In life, in my last will should cozen you.

Then as th earths inward narrow crooked lanes