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William Shakespeare - Sonnet 143: "Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch..."
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Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
One of her feather`d creatures broke away,
Sets down her babe, and makes all swift dispatch
In pursuit of the thing she would have stay;
Whilst her neglected child holds her in chase,
Cries to catch her whose busy care is bent
To follow that which flies before her face,
Not prizing her poor infant`s discontent;
So runn`st thou after that which flies from thee,
Whilst I thy babe chase thee afar behind;
But if thou catch thy hope, turn back to me,
And play the mother`s part, kiss me, be kind;
So will I pray that thou mayst have thy `Will,`
If thou turn back and my loud crying still.
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