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Michael Drayton - Sonnet LV: My Fair, If Thou Wilt
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My Fair, if thou wilt register my love, 
A world of volumes shall thereof arise; 
Preserve my tears, and thou thyself shalt prove 
A second flood, down-raining from mine eyes. 
Note by my sighs, and thine eyes shall behold 
The sunbeams smother`d with immortal smoke; 
And if by thee my prayers may be enroll`d, 
They Heav`n and Earth to pity shall provoke. 
Look thou into my breast, and thou shalt see 
Chaste holy vows for my soul`s sacrifice, 
That soul, sweet Maid, which so hath honor`d thee, 
Erecting trophies to thy sacred eyes, 
Those eyes to my heart shining ever bright, 
When darkness hath obscur`d each other light.
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