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Shakespeare's Sonnet 99

  1    The forward violet thus did I chide:
  2    Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells,
  3    If not from my love's breath? The purple pride
  4    Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells
  5    In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd.
  6    The lily I condemned for thy hand,
  7    And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair:
  8    The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,
  9    [One] blushing shame, another white despair;
 10    A third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both
 11    And to his robb'ry had annex'd thy breath;
 12    But for his theft in pride of all his growth
 13    A vengeful canker eat him up to death.
 14      More flowers I noted, yet I none could see
 15      But sweet or colour it had stol'n from thee.

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