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Sonet on Love
 
When most I wink, then do my eyes best see,
For all day they view things unrespected;
But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee,
And darkly bright are bright in dark directed.
 
Then thou, whose shadow’s shadow make doth bright,
How would thy shadow’s form form happy show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When to unseeing eyes thy [...]

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