The Sonnets CXXV - Weret aught to me I bore the canopy
Weret aught to me I bore the canopy, With my extern the outward honouring, Or laid great bases for eternity, Which proves more short than waste or ruining? Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour Lose all and more by paying too much rent For compound sweet; forgoing simple savour, Pitiful thrivers, in their gazing spent? No; let me be obsequious in thy heart, And take thou my oblation, poor but free, Which is not mixd with seconds, knows no art, But mutual render, only me for thee. Hence, thou suborned informer! a true soul When most impeachd, stands least in thy control.
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