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Sonnet 80

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      O how | I faint | when I | of you | do write,
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      Knowing | a bet|ter spirit | doth^use | your name,
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      And in | the praise | thereof | spends^all | his might,
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      To make | me tongue|-tied speak/ing of | your fame.
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      But since | your worth | (wide as | the o|cean is)
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      The hum|ble as | the proud|est sail | doth bear,
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      My sau|cy bark |(infer|ior far | to his)
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      On your / broad main | doth wil|fully | appear.
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      Your shal|lowest help | will hold | me up | afloat,
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      Whilst he | upon | your sound|less deep | doth^ride;
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      Or (be|ing wracked)| I am | a worth|less boat,
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      He of | tall build/ing, and | of good|ly pride:
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      Then if | he thrive | and I | be cast | away,
            ,           ,         ,         ,      ,
      The worst | was this,| my love | was my | decay.

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