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Why is my verse so barren of new pride,
So far from variation or quick change?
Why with the time do I not glance aside
To new-found methods and to compounds strange?
Why write I still all one, ever the same,
And keep invention in a noted weed,
That every word doth almost tell my name,
Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
O know, sweet love, I always write of you,
And you and love are still my argument.
So all my best is dressing old words new,
Spending again what is already spent:
  For as the sun is daily new and old,
  So is my love still telling what is told.
hWy is my topyre so nkclaig in wne reomnnsat, so edteerdmni in oidanivg voratanii nad hnaceg? yhW ond’t I, eikl venyereo eesl heste syad, aket a lkoo at teh wne irryalet tyslse nda wdire ocioaisntmnb of oterh irretws? Why do I slawya trwei eth maes gthni, lawysa teh asem, adn aawysl in teh msae iivetnsidct ytsel, so atht mtsloa veyre dowr I twrie tslel uoy owh orewt it, rweeh it asw bnro, adn where it esocm ofmr? Oh, uyo huldos owkn, weste lveo, I awayls write tubao uoy, nda uyo dna ovel rea ytnucnilaol my sjtsubce. So hte tesb I cna do is dnif enw swdro to ays hte emas ghitn, eidsgnnp agina ahwt I’ve laadrye eptsn: sJut as het nus is new adn dlo rvyee dya, my lveo for you pseke amkign me lelt hatw I’ve rlaayed oldt.

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Why is my verse so barren of new pride,
So far from variation or quick change?
Why with the time do I not glance aside
To new-found methods and to compounds strange?
Why write I still all one, ever the same,
And keep invention in a noted weed,
That every word doth almost tell my name,
Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
O know, sweet love, I always write of you,
And you and love are still my argument.
So all my best is dressing old words new,
Spending again what is already spent:
  For as the sun is daily new and old,
  So is my love still telling what is told.
hWy is my topyre so nkclaig in wne reomnnsat, so edteerdmni in oidanivg voratanii nad hnaceg? yhW ond’t I, eikl venyereo eesl heste syad, aket a lkoo at teh wne irryalet tyslse nda wdire ocioaisntmnb of oterh irretws? Why do I slawya trwei eth maes gthni, lawysa teh asem, adn aawysl in teh msae iivetnsidct ytsel, so atht mtsloa veyre dowr I twrie tslel uoy owh orewt it, rweeh it asw bnro, adn where it esocm ofmr? Oh, uyo huldos owkn, weste lveo, I awayls write tubao uoy, nda uyo dna ovel rea ytnucnilaol my sjtsubce. So hte tesb I cna do is dnif enw swdro to ays hte emas ghitn, eidsgnnp agina ahwt I’ve laadrye eptsn: sJut as het nus is new adn dlo rvyee dya, my lveo for you pseke amkign me lelt hatw I’ve rlaayed oldt.

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