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Sonnet XI-XL


    A sense of pleasant ease on such a day--

    For themselves, Beloved, may

    Be c,

    May be unwrougher love me for

    tys wiping my cheeks dry,--

    A creature mig to weep, who bore

    t long, and lose thereby !

    But love me for loves sake, t evermore

    t love on, ternity.

    If t love me, let it be for nought

    Except for loves sake only. Do not say

    lt;igt;quot;I love her for her smile--her look--her way

    Of speaking gently,--for a trick of t

    t falls in es brought

    A sense of pleasant ease on suc; -lt;/igt;

    For themselves, Beloved, may

    Be c,

    May be unwrougher love me for

    tys wiping my cheeks dry, -

    A creature mig to weep, who bore

    t long, and lose thereby!

    But love me for loves sake, t evermore

    t love on, ternity.

    Ohis world of ours !

    I  gainsay love, called love forsooth.

    I alked in my early youth,

    And since, not so long back but t the flowers

    till. Mussulmans and Giaours

    t a smile, and h

    For any ooth

    Slips on t if, after frequent showers,

    t so much

    ill turn to e

    Or else to oblivion. But t not such

    A lover, my Beloved ! t

    to bring souls to touch,

    And t soon e.

    Ohis world of ours!

    I  gainsay love, called love forsooth,

    I alked in my early youth,

    And since, not so long back but t the flowers

    till. Mussulmans and G
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