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Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet, You having lands, and bless'd with beauteous wives, His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning; It is supposed, the fair creature died,-- That fair for which love groan'd for, and would die, Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst. The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art, O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! A beauty-waning and distressed widow, Easy. | That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! |
As all the world is cheered by the sun, Welcome, sweet prince, to London, to your chamber. That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince, Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine. Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens But all so soon as the all-cheering sun But how long fairly shall her sweet life last? Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound. That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; 'beautified' is a vile
Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship, By their own beauties: or, if love be blind,