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I look upon myself and curse my fate Shall I compare You to a winter day ? Pull down Your vanity, I say pull down ! A world of made is not a world of born I all alone beweep my outcast state and my eternal spring it shall not fade Some safer world in depths of wood embrace The stars move still with sound of glace And all he air a solemn stillness holds My ear is much enarmoured of Your silent notes What angel wakes me from my flowered bed ? Oh, You have killed my sleeping fairy-land I pray, You gentle mortal, sing again, I'm wandering 'till truth makes all things plain By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn so stay but here awhile most radiantly How glorious once above thy spear and all the air Heaven's matchless king does glance methoughts he is here...
