Literature
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 117
Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all,Wherein I should your great deserts repay,Forgot upon your dearest love to call,Whereto…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 116
Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 115
Those lines that I before have writ do lie,Even those that said I could not love you dearer:Yet then my…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 114
Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you,Drink up the monarch’s plague, this flattery?Or whether shall I say, mine…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 113
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind,And that which governs me to go aboutDoth part his function,…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 112
Your love and pity doth th’ impression fillWhich vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow;For what care I who calls me…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 111
O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide,The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,That did not better for my…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 110
Alas! ‘tis true, I have gone here and there,And made my self a motley to the view,Gored mine own thoughts,…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 109
O! never say that I was false of heart,Though absence seemed my flame to qualify,As easy might I from my…
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Anna Akhmatova I’ll be there and weariness will vanish.
I’ll be there and weariness will vanish.The cold of early morning will please.There are villages, mysterious and dark –Storehouses of…
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