letra de sonnet 62 - the marlowe society
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sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
and all my soul and all my every part;
and for this sin there is no remedy
it is so grounded inward in my heart
methinks no face so gracious is as mine
no shape so true, no truth of such account;
and for myself mine own worth do define
as i all other in all worths surmount
but when my glass shows me myself indeed
beated and chopp’d with tann’d antiquity
mine own self-love quite contrary i read;
self so self-loving were iniquity
’tis thee, myself, that for myself i praise
painting my agе with beauty of thy days
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