Sonnet 16 - And yet, because t so

    XVI

    And yet, because t so,

    Because t more noble and like a king,

    t prevail against my fears and fling

    till my  shall grow

    too close against t o know

    shook when alone. hy, conquering

    May prove as lordly and complete a thing

    In lifting upward, as in crushing low!

    And as a vanquished soldier yields his sword

    to one ws h,

    Even so, Beloved, I at last record,

    rife. If te me forth,

    I rise above abasement at the word.

    Make to enlarge my h.

    Sonnet 17 - My poet, t touces

    XVII

    My poet, t touces

    God set between er and Before,

    And strike up and strike off the general roar

    Of t floats

    In a serene air purely. Antidotes

    Of medicated music, answering for

    Mankinds forlornest uses, t pour

    From to tes

    to suco  on thine.

    ,  t use?

    A o sing by gladly? or a fine

    Sad memory, o interfuse?

    A so sing—of palm or pine?

    A grave, on  from singing? Choose.

    Sonnet 18 - I never gave a lock of rong>

    XVIII

    I never gave a lock of hair away

    to a man, Dearest, except to thee,

    fully,

    I ring out to th and say

    take it. My day of yout yesterday;

    My o my foots glee,

    Nor plant I it from rose or myrtle-tree,

    As girls do, any more: it only may

    Now swo pale cears,

    taug hangs aside