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Sonnet 35

           ,          ,           ,            ,           ,
      No more | be grieved | at that | which thou | hast done:
       ,               ,          ,        ,         ,
      Roses | have* thorns,| and silv|er fount|ains mud:
         ,            ,        ,       T    T   .   T
      Clouds and | eclip|ses stain | both moon and sun,
            ,         ,        ,          ,        ,
      And loath|some cank|er lives | in sweet|est bud.
       T   T    T       ,           2   ,        ,
      All men make | faults, and | even I | in this,
       ,     ,              ,          ,         ,
      Author|izing | thy* tres|pass* with | compare,
          ,        ,        ,        ,       ,
      Myself | corrup|ting sal|ving thy | amiss,
         ,              ,    ,                 ,   ,
      Excu|sing thy / sins more | than thy / sins are:
           ,        ,    2    ,         ,          ,
      For to | thy sen|sual fault | I bring | in sense,
           ,        ,      ,        ,     ,
      Thy ad|verse part|y is | thy ad|vocate,
              ,         ,       ,        ,         ,
      And 'gainst | myself | a law|ful plea | commence:
        T    Tx   T        ,        ,          ,
      Such civil war | is in | my love | and hate,
           ,     2   ,     ,     T     T   T
      That I | an acces|sory | needs must be,
       .   T    T     T             ,       ,          ,
      To that sweet thief | which sour|ly robs | from me.

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