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Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse
Contents:
158. Sonnets XIV
MY love is strengthen’d, though more weak in seeming;
I love not less, though less the show appear:
That love is merchandised whose rich esteeming
The owner’s tongue doth publish everywhere.
Our love was new, and then but in the spring,
When I was wont to greet it with my lays;
As Philomel in summer’s front doth sing
And stops her pipe in growth of riper days:
Not that the summer is less pleasant now
Than when her mournful hymns did hush the night,
But that wild music burthens every bough,
And sweets grown common lose their dear delight.
Therefore, like her, I sometime hold my tongue,
Because I would not dull you with my song.
William Shakespeare. 1564-1616
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Chicago: Unknown, "158. Sonnets XIV," Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed October 12, 2024, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=KRPAGBB8VCM5ZXU.
MLA: Unknown. "158. Sonnets XIV." Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 12 Oct. 2024. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=KRPAGBB8VCM5ZXU.
Harvard: Unknown, '158. Sonnets XIV' in Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Bulchevy’s Book of English Verse, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 12 October 2024, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=KRPAGBB8VCM5ZXU.
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