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William Shakespeare (1564–1616).  The Oxford Shakespeare: Poems.  1914.

Sonnet CXII.

“Your love and pity doth the impression fill”

YOUR love and pity doth the impression fill 
Which vulgar scandal stamp’d upon my brow; 
For what care I who calls me well or ill, 
So you o’er-green my bad, my good allow? 
You are my all-the-world, and I must strive         5
To know my shames and praises from your tongue; 
None else to me, nor I to none alive, 
That my steel’d sense or changes right or wrong. 
In so profound abysm I throw all care 
Of other’s voices, that my adder’s sense  10
To critic and to flatterer stopped are. 
Mark how with my neglect I do dispense: 
  You are so strongly in my purpose bred, 
  That all the world besides methinks are dead. 



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