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Shakespeare's Sonnet 115

  1    Those lines that I before have writ do lie,
  2    Even those that said I could not love you dearer,
  3    Yet then my judgment knew no reason why
  4    My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer.
  5    But reckoning Time, whose million'd accidents
  6    Creep in 'twixt vows, and change decrees of kings,
  7    Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp'st intents,
  8    Divert strong minds to th' course of alt'ring things:
  9    Alas, why, fearing of Time's tyranny,
 10    Might I not then say, "Now I love you best,"
 11    When I was certain o'er incertainty,
 12    Crowning the present, doubting of the rest?
 13      Love is a babe; then might I not say so,
 14      To give full growth to that which still doth grow?

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