Tell me not, Sweet,
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind
For, from the nunnery
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My Love in Her Attire
My love in her attire doth show her wit,
It doth so well become her:
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It's Such a Little Thing
It's such a little thing to weep,
So short a thing to sigh;
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The Banks Of Bonnie Doon
Yon banks and hills of bonnie Doon,
How can you bloom so fresh and fair?
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I Many Times Thought
I many times thought peace had come
When peace was far away,
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Ebb
I know what my heart is like
Since your love died:
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Shall I Compare Thee, (Sonnet XVIII)
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou are more lovely and more temperate:
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I Should Not Dare
I should not dare to leave my friend,
Because if he should die
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Ah, My Beloved
Ah, my beloved, fill the cup that clears
Today of past regrets and future fears;
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My Love Is Like to Ice
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How come it then that this her cold is so great
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