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If I could write the beauty of your eyes,
And in fresh numbers number all your
graces,
The age to come would say "This poet
lies;
Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd
earthly faces.

Godt sagt! (2) Varsle Svar

Sweets with sweets war not, joy
delights in joy.......

Godt sagt! (2) Varsle Svar

But if thou live, remember'd not to be,
Die single and thine image dies with thee.

Godt sagt! (3) Varsle Svar

My grief lies onward, and my joy behind.

Godt sagt! (4) Varsle Svar

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

Godt sagt! (4) Varsle Svar

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