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sanna -> A Favorite... (5/9/2004 11:14:46 AM)
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Greetings,
This is one of my favorites...
Shakespeare Sonnet 57
"Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of naught,
Save where you are how happy you make those.
So true a fool is love that in your will,
Though you do anything, she thinks no ill.
Respectfully,
sanna
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