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...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...true a fool is love, that in your will (Though you do any thing) he thinks no ill. LVIII. That God forbid, that made me first your slave, I should in thought...

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...spirits." Sonnet li., — " From where thou art why should I haste me thence ? " Compare Ivii., — " But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought, Save, where you are how happy you make those." Sonnet liii., counterfeit rhymes to set. — Feit was pronounced nearly as fate; and so of ei generally....

...: 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...your will, Though you do anything, he thinks no ill. W, Shakespeare XI How like a winter hath my absence been From Thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year...

...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...your will (Though you do anything) he thinks no ill." It would be almost impossible that he should not sometimes have experienced a twinge of hurt feeling....