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Love built on beauty, soon as beauty, dies.
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Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love.
When my mouth shall be filled with dust, and the worm shall feed, and feed sweetly upon me, when the ambitious man shall have no satisfacti…
She, and comparisons are odious.
Whilst my physicians by their love are grown Cosmographers, and their map, who lie Flat on this bed.
No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one autumnal face.
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The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I Abjure my so much loved variety.
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