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Sonnet XI-XL
    And to love can be desert,

    I am not all unhy. Cheeks as pale

    As trembling knees t fail

    to bear t,--

    trel-life t once

    to climb Aornus, and can scarce avail

    to pipe no tingale

    A melanc

    to t is plain

    I am not of thy place !

    And yet, because I love tain

    From t same love ting grace,

    to live on still in love, and yet in vain,--

    to bless t renounce to thy face.

    And to love can be desert,

    I am not all unhy. Cheeks as pale

    As trembling knees t fail

    to bear t,--

    trel-life t once

    to climb Aornus, and can scarce avail

    to pipe no tingale

    A melanc

    to t is plain

    I am not of thy place!

    And yet, because I love tain

    From t same love ting grace,

    to live on still in love, and yet in vain,--

    to bless t renounce to thy face.

    Indeed t,

    And o brow,

    Doth a ruby large enow

    to dra,--

    to ttermost,

    I s love  thou

    set me an example, shown me how,

    t eyes h mine were crossed,

    And love called love. And t speak

    Of love even, as a good thing of my own:

    tc and weak,

    And placed it by throne,--

    And t I love (O soul,  be meek !)

    Is by thee only, whom I love alone.

    Indeed t,

    And o brow,

    Doth ruby large enow

    to dra,--

    to ttermost,

    I s love  thou

    set me an example, shown me how,

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