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Sonnet 100

             ,           ,           ,         ,          ,
      Where art | thou Muse | that thou | forgetst | so long,
           ,          ,            ,           ,          ,
      To speak | of that | which gives | thee all | thy might?
         ,                ,     ,          ,          ,
      Spendst thou | thy fu|ry on | some^worth|less song,
        ,   3  3        ,          T    T   T          ,
      Darkening thy | power to | lend base sub|jects light?
          ,        ,        ,           ,           ,
      Return | forget|ful Muse,| and straight | redeem,
          ,       ,         ,        ,      ,
      In gen|tle num|bers time | so id|ly spent;
        ,            ,           ,          ,       ,
      Sing to | the ear | that doth | thy lays | esteem
            ,          ,           ,          ,    ,
      And gives | thy pen | both^skill | and ar|gument.
        T    Tx    T          ,              ,        ,
      Rise resty Muse,| my love's | sweet* face | survey,
           ,          ,     ,       ,        ,
      If Time | have an|y wrink|le gra|ven there;
          ,     ,      ,       ,      ,
      If an|y, be | a sa|tire to | decay,
       .    T     T      T         ,      ,  2     ,
      And make Time's spoils | despis|ed ev|ery where.
            ,          ,     ,    2         T     T     T
      Give^my | love^fame | faster than | Time wastes life,
           ,          ,            ,           ,        ,
      So thou | preventst | his scythe | and crook|ed knife.

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