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So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
Or as sweet seasoned show'rs are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As ’twixt a miser and his wealth is found;
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then bettered that the world may see my pleasure;
Sometime all full with feasting on your sight
And by and by clean starvèd for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight,
Save what is had or must from you be took.
  Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,
  Or gluttoning on all, or all away.
I edne ouy het awy gnvlii gistnh eden ofdo or hte agsrs sdene rani, dan to iaantt eht aceep atht nyol ouy cna egvi me, I hfgti whit lesmfy eth way a iemsr usglrtges iwth shi ehltaw. nOe omtmne he yjneos ihs hawtle dpluryo, dan teh tnxe he’s erriodw that sonoeme mfor eeths tnihvegi mtsei liwl tesal ish etursrae. neO tmnemo I khint it’s stbe to be nealo iwth uyo, utb hnet I hnitk it dwuol be ttrbee if the srte of the ldwor dluoc ees my alruespe. At tsiem I efel itasfseodevri omrf lgoionk at you yevlsecsiex, tbu a titlel etarl I’m ganrsvit to tge a kool at uoy. I nac’t eiepenxcer or uurpse nya mneotnyej xtecep waht you anc vegi me or I nac etak mrfo ouy. hTat’s ywh I seffur and efle gyhrnu ady efatr ayd, baeeusc I itrehe get too umhc of you or none at all.

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So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
Or as sweet seasoned show'rs are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As ’twixt a miser and his wealth is found;
Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon
Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure;
Now counting best to be with you alone,
Then bettered that the world may see my pleasure;
Sometime all full with feasting on your sight
And by and by clean starvèd for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight,
Save what is had or must from you be took.
  Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day,
  Or gluttoning on all, or all away.
I edne ouy het awy gnvlii gistnh eden ofdo or hte agsrs sdene rani, dan to iaantt eht aceep atht nyol ouy cna egvi me, I hfgti whit lesmfy eth way a iemsr usglrtges iwth shi ehltaw. nOe omtmne he yjneos ihs hawtle dpluryo, dan teh tnxe he’s erriodw that sonoeme mfor eeths tnihvegi mtsei liwl tesal ish etursrae. neO tmnemo I khint it’s stbe to be nealo iwth uyo, utb hnet I hnitk it dwuol be ttrbee if the srte of the ldwor dluoc ees my alruespe. At tsiem I efel itasfseodevri omrf lgoionk at you yevlsecsiex, tbu a titlel etarl I’m ganrsvit to tge a kool at uoy. I nac’t eiepenxcer or uurpse nya mneotnyej xtecep waht you anc vegi me or I nac etak mrfo ouy. hTat’s ywh I seffur and efle gyhrnu ady efatr ayd, baeeusc I itrehe get too umhc of you or none at all.

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