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Sonnet 131

            ,        ,      ,        ,         ,
      Thou art | as ty|rannous,| so as | thou art,
           ,             ,         ,        ,           ,
      As those | whose beau|ties proud|ly make | them cruel,
            ,            ,               ,   ,        ,
      For well | thou knowst | to my / dear do|ting heart
            ,          ,              ,   ,          ,
      Thou art | the fair|est and / most pre|cious jewel.
       T   .   T    T            ,           ,        ,
      Yet in good faith | some* say | that thee | behold,
            ,          ,          x      .   T    T    T
      Thy face | hath not | the power | to make love groan;
          ,          ,        ,         ,        ,
      To say | they err,| I dare | not be | so bold,
           ,         ,         ,       ,       ,
      Although | I swear | it to | myself | alone.
           ,        ,          ,         ,         ,
      And to | be sure | that is | not false | I swear
          ,          ,           ,        ,         ,
      A thou|sand groans | but thin|king on | thy face,
       ,        ,          ,        ,         ,
      One on^|ano|ther's neck | do wit|ness bear
            ,          ,       ,        ,           ,
      Thy black | is fair|est in | my judg|ment's place.
          ,        ,           ,           ,         ,
      In no|thing art | thou black | save^in | thy deeds,
            ,             ,       ,       ,          ,
      And thence | this slan|der as | I think | proceeds.

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