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the marlowe society - sonnet 146 lyrics

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poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
my sinful earth these rebel powers that thee array
why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth
painting thy outward walls so costly gay?
why so large cost, having so short a lease
dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?
shall worms, inheritors of this excess
eat up thy charge? is this thy body’s end?
then, soul, live thou upon thy servant’s loss
and let that pine to aggravate thy store;
buy terms divine in selling hours of dross;
within be fed, without be rich no more:
so shall thou feed on death, that feeds on men
and death once dead, therе’s no more dying then



- the marlowe society lyrics

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