William Shakespeare's Sonnets
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Sonnet 153Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep: A maid of Dian’s this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground; Which borrow’d from this holy fire of Love A dateless lively heat, still to endure, And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove Against strange maladies a sovereign cure. But at my mistress’ eye Love’s brand new-fired, The boy for trial needs would touch my breast; I, sick withal, the help of bath desired, And thither hied, a sad distemper’d guest, But found no cure: the bath for my help lies Where Cupid got new fire—my mistress’ eyes.
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Chicago:
William Shakespeare, "Sonnet 153," Literature Reference Library Preview in Original Sources, accessed July 6, 2025, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=HFL6L7AGYMF4NA8.
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Shakespeare, William. "Sonnet 153." Literature Reference Library Preview, in , Original Sources. 6 Jul. 2025. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=HFL6L7AGYMF4NA8.
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Shakespeare, W, 'Sonnet 153' in Literature Reference Library Preview. cited in , . Original Sources, retrieved 6 July 2025, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=HFL6L7AGYMF4NA8.
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