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01-21-2009, 03:10 AM
Sonnet #124
CXXIV.br /br /If my dear love were but the child of state,br /It might for Fortune's bastard be unfather'd'br /As subject to Time's love or to Time's hate,br /Weeds among weeds, or flowers with flowers gather'd.br /No, it was builded far from accident;br /It suffers not in smiling pomp, nor fallsbr /Under the blow of thralled discontent,br /Whereto the inviting time our fashion calls:br /It fears not policy, that heretic,br /Which works on leases of short-number'd hours,br /But all alone stands hugely politic,br /That it nor grows with heat nor drowns with showers.br /To this I witness call the fools of time,br /Which die for goodness, who have lived for crime.
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CXXIV.br /br /If my dear love were but the child of state,br /It might for Fortune's bastard be unfather'd'br /As subject to Time's love or to Time's hate,br /Weeds among weeds, or flowers with flowers gather'd.br /No, it was builded far from accident;br /It suffers not in smiling pomp, nor fallsbr /Under the blow of thralled discontent,br /Whereto the inviting time our fashion calls:br /It fears not policy, that heretic,br /Which works on leases of short-number'd hours,br /But all alone stands hugely politic,br /That it nor grows with heat nor drowns with showers.br /To this I witness call the fools of time,br /Which die for goodness, who have lived for crime.
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