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O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love's coming.

That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,

Journey's end in lovers' meeting.
Every wise man's son doth know.

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Blow, blow, thou winter wind.
Thou art not so unkind.

As man's ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,

Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.

Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most freindship if feigning, most loving mere folly:

Then heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.

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HARK! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,

His steeds to water at those springs.
On chaliced flowers that lies;

And winking Mary-buds begin.
To ope their golden eyes:

With everything that pretty bin,
My lady sweet, arise!
Arise, arise!

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All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;

They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.

Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel.
And shining morning face, creeping like snail.

Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad.

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Full fathom five thy Father lies
Of his bones are Corrall made
Those are pearles that were his eies
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a Sea change
Into something rich & strange
Sea-Nymphs hourly ring his knell.
Harke now I heare them, ding dong, bell.

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The Phoenix and the Turtle
Let the bird of loudest lay
On the sole Arabian tree
Herald sad and trumpet be
To whose sound chaste wings obey.
But thou shrieking harbinger
Foul precurrer of the fiend
Augur of the fever's end
To this troop come thou not near.

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Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier
Over park, over pale
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon's sphere

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FROM fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,

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WHEN forty winters shall besiege thy brow
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tottered weed of small worth held:

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Crabbed Age and Youth
Cannot live together:
Youth is full of pleasance
Age is full of care
Youth like summer morn
Age like winter weather
Youth like summer brave

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Which I by lacking have suppos�d dead;
And their reigns love, and all love's loving parts
And all those friends which I thought buri�d.
How many a holy and obsequious tear
Hath dear religious love stol'n from mine eye
As interest of the dead, which now appear
But things removed that hidden in thee lie.

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That thereby beauty's rose might never die
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory;
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes
Feed'st thy light's flame with self substantial fuel
Making a famine where abundance lies
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.

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The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel
For never resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter and confounds him there
Sap checked with frost and lusty leaves quite gone
Beauty o'ersnowed and bareness everywhere.

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That thou consum'st thyself in single life?
Ah, if thou issueless shalt hap to die,
The world will wail thee like a makeless wife
The world will be thy widow, and still weep
That thou no form of thee hast left behind
When every private widow well may keep.

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So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee time's furrows I behold
Then look I death my days should expiate.
For all that beauty that doth cover thee
Is but the seemly raiment of my heart
Which in they breast doth live, as thine in me
How can I then be elder than thou art?
O therefore, love, be of thyself so wary.

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