Sonnet LXXX (William Shakespeare Poems)
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in ...
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
That you were once unkind befriends me now, And for that sorrow, which I then did feel, Needs must I ...
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in ...
That you were once unkind befriends me now, And for that sorrow which I then did feel Needs must I ...
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