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O never say that l was false of heart,
Though absence seem'd my flame tn qualify:
As easy might l from myself depart
As From my soul, which in flay breast cloth lie;
That is my home of love; if I have ranged,
Like him that travels, l return again
Just no the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe, though in my nature reign'd
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blond,
That it could so preposterously be stain'd
To leave for noflmirlg all thy sum Of good:
For nothing this wide universe l call,
Save thou, my rose: in it thou art my all.
--- William Shakespeare
Though absence seem'd my flame tn qualify:
As easy might l from myself depart
As From my soul, which in flay breast cloth lie;
That is my home of love; if I have ranged,
Like him that travels, l return again
Just no the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe, though in my nature reign'd
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blond,
That it could so preposterously be stain'd
To leave for noflmirlg all thy sum Of good:
For nothing this wide universe l call,
Save thou, my rose: in it thou art my all.
--- William Shakespeare
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