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Sonnet 111

      ,            ,        ,          ,         ,
      O for | my sake | do you | with For|tune chide,
            ,      ,        ,        ,        ,
      The guil|ty god|dess of | my harm|ful deeds,
            ,         ,       ,         ,         ,
      That did | not bet|ter for | my life | provide
            ,        ,            ,       ,          ,
      Than pub|lic means | which pub|lic man|ners breeds.
         T     T    .   T         ,         ,         ,
      Thence comes it that | my name | receives | a brand,
           ,         ,         ,       ,        ,
      And al|most thence | my na|ture is | subdued
           ,         ,           ,         ,        ,
      To what | it works | in, like | the dy|er's hand:
       ,          ,          ,        ,        ,
      Pity | me then,| and wish | I were | renewed,
         T     T  .  T        ,       ,          ,
      Whilst like a wil|ling pa|tient I | will drink,
       ,     2      ,         ,           ,       ,
      Potions of | eisel | gainst my | strong in|fection,
          ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      No bit|terness | that I | will bit|ter think,
             x      ,         ,       ,        ,
      Nor double | penance | to cor|rect cor|rection.
       ,  2       T    T     T      ,   2     ,
      Pity me | then dear friend,| and I as|sure ye,
      ,        ,          ,  3  3    ,          ,
      Even | that your | pity is e|nough to | cure me.

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