English Poetry I: From Chaucer to Gray. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| 111. Thirty-first Sonnet |
| | | William Shakespeare (15641616) |
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| THY bosom is endearèd with all hearts | |
| Which I, by lacking, have supposèd dead: | |
| And there reigns Love, and all Loves loving parts, | |
| And all those friends which I thought burièd. | |
| How many a holy and obsequious tear | 5 |
| Hath dear religious love stoln from mine eye, | |
| As interest of the dead!which now appear | |
| But things removed that hidden in thee lie. | |
| Thou art the grave where buried love doth live, | |
| Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone, | 10 |
| Who all their parts of me to thee did give; | |
| That due of many now is thine alone: | |
| Their images I loved I view in thee, | |
| And thou, all they, hast all the all of me. | |
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