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10-22-2008, 02:10 AM
Sonnet #85
LXXXV.br /br /My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still,br /While comments of your praise, richly compiled,br /Reserve their character with golden quillbr /And precious phrase by all the Muses filed.br /I think good thoughts whilst other write good words,br /And like unletter'd clerk still cry 'Amen'br /To every hymn that able spirit affordsbr /In polish'd form of well-refined pen.br /Hearing you praised, I say ''Tis so, 'tis true,'br /And to the most of praise add something more;br /But that is in my thought, whose love to you,br /Though words come hindmost, holds his rank before.br /Then others for the breath of words respect,br /Me for my dumb thoughts, speaking in effect.
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LXXXV.br /br /My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still,br /While comments of your praise, richly compiled,br /Reserve their character with golden quillbr /And precious phrase by all the Muses filed.br /I think good thoughts whilst other write good words,br /And like unletter'd clerk still cry 'Amen'br /To every hymn that able spirit affordsbr /In polish'd form of well-refined pen.br /Hearing you praised, I say ''Tis so, 'tis true,'br /And to the most of praise add something more;br /But that is in my thought, whose love to you,br /Though words come hindmost, holds his rank before.br /Then others for the breath of words respect,br /Me for my dumb thoughts, speaking in effect.
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