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TO THE . ONLIE . BEGETTER. OF .
THESE . INSVING . SONNETS .
M. W. H. ALL. HAPPINESSE.
AND. THAT. ETERNITIE.
OVR EVER-LIVING POET.
xxxiv. Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day 34
Xxxv. No more be grieved at that which thou hast done 35
XXXVI. Let me confess that we two must be twain 36
XXXVII. As a decrepit father takes delight .
XXXVIH. How can my Muse want subject to invent 38
XXXIX. O, how thy worth with manners may I fing 39
XL Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all 40
XLI. Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits 41
XLII. That thou hast her, it is not all
XLIII. When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see 43
xliv. If the dull substance of my flesh were thought 44
xlv. The other two, slight air and purging fire
XLVI. Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
XLVII. Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took 47
XLVIII. How careful was I, when I took my way 48
XLIX. Against that time, if ever that time come
L. How heavy do I journey on the way
LI. Thus can my love excuse the flow offence
LII. So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
LIIL What is your substance, whereof are you made
LIV. O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem 54
LXVI. Tir'd with all these, for reftful death I cry
LXX. That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect