Sonnet 114

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The Marlowe Society - Pop

Sonnet 114

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Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery? Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true And that your love taught it this alchemy To make of monsters and things indigest Such cherubins as your sweet self resemble Creating every bad a perfect best As fast as objects to his beams assemble? O, 'tis the first; 'tis flattery in my seeing And my great mind most kingly drinks it up: Mine eye well knows what with his gust is 'greeing And to his palate doth prepare the cup: If it be poison'd, 'tis the lesser sin That mine eye loves it and doth first begin

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  • William Shakespeare