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POEM: SONNETS

        Since sopped ears are d siger still I bind; Sinaked sense    quer reason armed; Since , in crife of t but mars to t craving la, of eful guardian    my lord, and I thy vowed slave.

        o make me pattern of , Like foe, o deadly spite, ould often kill, to breed more feeling pain; , armed y, only reign On ts ue sets so    reasons ligrife    only bondage gain: So t I live to pay a mortal fee, Dead palsy-sick of all my c parts, Like ters see, And    cry    but groans and starts: Longing to    t minds such is god Cupids dish.
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