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Sonnet 92

           ,         ,          ,          ,      ,
      But do | thy worst | to steal | thyself | away,
            ,         ,          ,       ,       ,
      For term | of life | thou art | assur|ed mine;
            ,         ,        ,          ,           ,
      And life | no* lon|ger than | thy love | will stay,
           ,       ,       ,           ,         ,
      For it | depends | upon | that love | of thine.
            ,        ,         ,          ,           ,
      Then^need | I not | to fear | the worst | of wrongs,
            ,         ,          ,         ,          ,
      When^in | the least | of them | my life | hath^end,
         ,       ,        ,         ,       ,
      I see | a bet|ter state | to me | belongs
             ,           ,        ,       ,       ,
      Than that | which^on | thy hu|mor doth | depend:
             ,      T   T   T       2   ,          ,
      Thou canst | not vex me | with incon|stant mind,
         ,              ,        ,       ,           ,
      Since that | my life | on thy | revolt | doth lie.
          ,       ,      ,      ,       ,
      O^what | a hap|py tit|le do | I find,
       ,           ,          ,     ,          ,
      Happy | to have | thy love,| happy | to die!
            ,           ,        ,           ,           ,
      But what's | so bless|ed fair | that fears | no* blot,
             ,          ,          ,        ,        ,
      Thou mayst | be false,| and yet | I know | it not.

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