the marlowe society - sonnet 112 lyrics
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your love and pity doth the impression fill
which vulgar scandal stamp’d upon my brow;
for what care i who calls me well or ill
so you o’er+green my bad, my good allow?
you are my all the world, and i must strive
to know my shames and praises from your tongue;
none else to me, nor i to none alive
that my steel’d sense or changes right or wrong
in so profound abysm i throw all care
of others’ voices, that my adder’s sense
to critic and to flatterer stopped are
mark how with my neglect i do dispense:
you are so strongly in my purpose bred
that all the world besides methinks are dead
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