Shakespeare, William: XXII. Sonnet
XXII. Sonnet (English)My glass shall not persuade me I am old, For all that beauty that doth cover thee, O! therefore love, be of thyself so wary Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain,
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XXII. Sonnet (English)My glass shall not persuade me I am old, For all that beauty that doth cover thee, O! therefore love, be of thyself so wary Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain,
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