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Monday, September 12, 2005

My own affections
Is to myself that i can say how true
But to myself so secret and so close
So far from sounding and discovery
As is the bud bit with an envious worm
Ere i can spread my sweet leaves to the air
or dedicate my beauty to the sun.
Could others but learn from whence my sorrows grow
Would others as willingly give cure as know?
ay... sad hours seem so long.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest
With more of thine.
This love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs;
Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears.
What is it else?
A madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.


i am superman ;
9/12/2005 05:02:00 PM