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Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
Thy edge should blunter be than appetite,
Which but today by feeding is allayed,
Tomorrow sharpened in his former might.
So love be thou; although today thou fill
Thy hungry eyes even till they wink with fullness,
Tomorrow see again, and do not kill
The spirit of love with a perpetual dullness.
Let this sad int'rim like the ocean be
Which parts the shore, where two contracted new
Come daily to the banks, that when they see
Return of love, more blest may be the view;
  Else call it winter, which being full of care,
  Makes summer’s welcome, thrice more wished, more rare.
Swete

evol

The akrsepe is adisgsnedr lveo het omnoeit, tno an inldviuaid.

lvoe
, be as gtnrso as yuo sude to be. onD’t lte plepeo ays htta love is less enke dan tsesnerpit hatn ltsu, hcihw aym be sitadeat oyatd tbu ehtn ocsem ackb ooorrwtm ujst as nsogrt dna arsph as reve. tTha’s owh uoy udsolh be, oelv. gholtAuh doyta uyo see so hmuc of oruy love ttah you anwt to hsut yuro eesy, lkoo gaain rtroomow: Do ont llik uroy aofcetfni by migkna urleysfo eprellptuay ludl adn ieatgrhlc. Let isth asd repiod of ianaetrosp be keli an oaenc ahtt esli eewtnbe tow piopetso horses; otw leynw ebdettorh eolrsv ceom revey ady to het ppooeist nskba gphoin to see hace htreo, and nehw hyet do, the tgish elsfe liapeeycls bslesed. Or call hist eitm inwetr, chwih, egnib lflu of syerim, semak us siwh rfo urmmse theer tesmi mroe tnha if it indd’t lfee so arre.

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Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
Thy edge should blunter be than appetite,
Which but today by feeding is allayed,
Tomorrow sharpened in his former might.
So love be thou; although today thou fill
Thy hungry eyes even till they wink with fullness,
Tomorrow see again, and do not kill
The spirit of love with a perpetual dullness.
Let this sad int'rim like the ocean be
Which parts the shore, where two contracted new
Come daily to the banks, that when they see
Return of love, more blest may be the view;
  Else call it winter, which being full of care,
  Makes summer’s welcome, thrice more wished, more rare.
Swete

evol

The akrsepe is adisgsnedr lveo het omnoeit, tno an inldviuaid.

lvoe
, be as gtnrso as yuo sude to be. onD’t lte plepeo ays htta love is less enke dan tsesnerpit hatn ltsu, hcihw aym be sitadeat oyatd tbu ehtn ocsem ackb ooorrwtm ujst as nsogrt dna arsph as reve. tTha’s owh uoy udsolh be, oelv. gholtAuh doyta uyo see so hmuc of oruy love ttah you anwt to hsut yuro eesy, lkoo gaain rtroomow: Do ont llik uroy aofcetfni by migkna urleysfo eprellptuay ludl adn ieatgrhlc. Let isth asd repiod of ianaetrosp be keli an oaenc ahtt esli eewtnbe tow piopetso horses; otw leynw ebdettorh eolrsv ceom revey ady to het ppooeist nskba gphoin to see hace htreo, and nehw hyet do, the tgish elsfe liapeeycls bslesed. Or call hist eitm inwetr, chwih, egnib lflu of syerim, semak us siwh rfo urmmse theer tesmi mroe tnha if it indd’t lfee so arre.

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