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“My love is as a fever, longing still/For that which longer nurseth the disease…”

Shakespeare Sonnet #147 My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, The uncertain sickly appetite to please. My reason, the physician to my love, Angry … Continue reading

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“In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,/For they in thee a thousand errors note;”

Shakespeare Sonnet #141 SONNET 141 In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note; But ’tis my heart that loves what they despise, Who in despite of view is pleased to … Continue reading

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