letra de sonnet 39 - the marlowe society
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o, how thy worth with manners may i sing
when thou art all the better part of me?
what can mine own praise to mine own self bring
and what is’t but mine own when i praise thee?
even for this, let us divided live
and our dear love lose name of single one
that by this separation i may give
that due to thee which thou deserv’st alone
o absence, what a torment wouldst thou prove
were it not thy sour leisure gave sweet leave
to entertain the time with thoughts of love
which time and thoughts so sweetly dost deceive
and that thou teachest how to make one twain
by praising him here who doth hence remain!
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