What shall I compare to thee, if not known
How may it compromise to me blindly?
- -To mark unknown much is all to disown,
Such vulnerable impulsion; better thou!
I would rather attempt to thee, much holy,
Clamorously thy hope parting from now
When, will fly; Then, rather I'd be Indus
To utilize depth, and bear thee to sea
Of entreated Love, O, which may come, thus;
- -I compare to thee that ta'en away,
Much occasion star, that unfoiled be
To seek, to catch, to hug me all a day
Hence, rather I'd say 'tis better unknown
For, if ever sun dims, may thou be down.
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10/25/2016
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