letra de sonnet 119 - the marlowe society
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what potions have i drunk of siren tears
distill’d from limbecks foul as h-ll within
applying fears to hopes and hopes to fears
still losing when i saw myself to win!
what wretched errors hath my heart committed
whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never!
how have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted
in the distraction of this madding fever!
o benefit of ill! now i find true
that better is by evil still made better;
and ruin’d love, when it is built anew
grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater
so i return rebuk’d to my content
and gain by ill thrice more than i have spent
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