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William Shakespeare - Sonnet 110: "Alas, `tis true I have gone here and there..."
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Alas, `tis true I have gone here and there
And made myself a motley to the view,
Gor`d mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,
Made old offences of affections new.
Most true it is that I have look`d on truth
Askance and strangely: but, by all above,
These blenches gave my heart another youth,
And worse essays prov`d thee my best of love.
Now all is done, have what shall have no end!
Mine appetite, I never more will grind
On newer proof, to try an older friend,
A god in love, to whom I am confin`d.
   Then give me welcome, next my heaven the best,
   Even to thy pure and most most loving breast.
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