| Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 12501900. |
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| William Shakespeare. 15641616 |
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151. Sonnets
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| BEING your slave, what should I do but tend | |
| Upon the hours and times of your desire? | |
| I have no precious time at all to spend, | |
| Nor services to do, till you require. | |
| Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour | 5 |
| Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, | |
| Nor think the bitterness of absence sour | |
| When you have bid your servant once adieu; | |
| Nor dare I question with my jealous thought | |
| Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, | 10 |
| But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought | |
| Save, where you are how happy you make those! | |
| So true a fool is love, that in your Will, | |
| Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill. | |
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