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If the ^true concord of well-tuned sounds^ | By ^unions^ married do ^offend^ thine ear, | They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds | In singleness the ^parts that thou shouldst bear^. | Mark how ^one string, sweet husband to another^, | ^Strikes each in each by mutual ordering^, | Resembling sire and child and happy mother, | Who all in one ^one pleasing note do sing^; | Whose ^speechless song^, being ^many, seeming one^, | ^Sings^ this to thee: ‘Thou single wilt prove none’. |
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If the true concord of well tuned sounds, | By vnions married do offend thine eare, | They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds | In singlenesse the parts that thou should'st beare: | Marke how one string sweet husband to an other, | Strikes each in each by mutuall ordering; | Resembling sier, and child, and happy mother, | Who all in one, one pleasing note do sing: | Whose speechlesse song being many, seeming one, | Sings this to thee thou single wilt proue none. |
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And in fresh ^numbers number all your graces^ |
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And in fresh numbers number all your graces, |
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And ^stretched metre of an antique song^. |
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And stretched miter of an Antique song. |
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Like to the lark at break of day arising | From sullen earth, ^sings hymns^ at heaven’s gate |
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(Like to the Larke at breake of daye arising) | From sullen earth sings himns at Heauens gate, |
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O, how thy worth with manners may I ^sing^ | When thou art all the better part of me? |
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OH how thy worth with manners may I singe, | When thou art all the better part of me? |
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Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, | Bare ruined ^choirs^ where late the ^sweet birds sang^. |
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Vpon those boughes which shake against the could, | Bare rn'wd quiers, where late the sweet birds sang. |
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Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on ^high to sing^ | And heavy ignorance aloft to fly |
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Thine eyes, that taught the dumbe on high to sing, | And heauie ignorance aloft to flie, |
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And like unlettered clerk still ^cry ‘Amen’ | To every hymn^ that able spirit affords |
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And like vnlettered clarke still crie Amen, | To euery Himne that able spirit affords, |
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For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, | And thou away, the very ^birds are mute^; | Or if they ^sing^, ‘tis with so dull a cheer | That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near. |
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For Sommer and his pleasures waite on thee, | And thou away, the very birds are mute. | Or if they sing, tis with so dull a cheere, | That leaues looke pale, dreading the Winters neere, |
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Yet not the ^lays of birds^ nor the sweet smell | Of different flowers in odour and in hue | Could make me any summer’s story tell |
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Yet nor the laies of birds, nor the sweet smell | Of different flowers in odor and in hew, | Could make me any summers story tell: |
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