Sonnets C-F

Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not
Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep

Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any
From fairest creatures we desire increase
From you have I been absent in the spring
Full many a glorious morning have I seen

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