Sonnet 34

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The Marlowe Society - Pop

Sonnet 34

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Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day And make me travail forth without my cloak To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way Hiding thy brav'ry in their rotten smoke? 'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face For no man well of such a salve can speak That heals the wound and cures not the disgrace; Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief; Though thou repent, yet I have still the loss; Th'offender's sorrow lends but weak relief To him that bears the strong offence's loss Ah, but those tears are pearl which thy love sheds And they are rich, and ransom all ill deeds

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Writers
  • William Shakespeare