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In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote;
Nor are mine ears with thy tongue's tune delighted,
Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone,
Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
To any sensual feast* with thee alone*:
But my five wits* nor my five senses can
Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,
Who leaves unsway'd the likeness of a man*,
Thy proud hearts slave and vassal wretch to be:
Only my plague thus far I count my gain,
That she that makes me sin awards me pain.

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The rain, it raineth every day.

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O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven

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Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds.

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They say best men are molded out of faults,
And, for the most, become much more the better
For being a little bad

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