William Shakespeare's Sonnets
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Sonnet 122Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain Full character’d with lasting memory, Which shall above that idle rank remain Beyond all date, even to eternity; Or at the least, so long as brain and heart Have faculty by nature to subsist; Till each to razed oblivion yield his part Of thee, thy record never can be miss’d. That poor retention could not so much hold, Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score; Therefore to give them from me was I bold, To trust those tables that receive thee more: To keep an adjunct to remember thee Were to import forgetfulness in me.
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Chicago:
William Shakespeare, "Sonnet 122," Literature Reference Library Preview in Original Sources, accessed July 5, 2025, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=L89ATEFCHT31YBL.
MLA:
Shakespeare, William. "Sonnet 122." Literature Reference Library Preview, in , Original Sources. 5 Jul. 2025. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=L89ATEFCHT31YBL.
Harvard:
Shakespeare, W, 'Sonnet 122' in Literature Reference Library Preview. cited in , . Original Sources, retrieved 5 July 2025, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=L89ATEFCHT31YBL.
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