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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461419" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet VI</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461419" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tomicki, if they'd not chide him <br>Who lights a praising lamp to Light <br>Praised, sacred and boundless Itself, <br>Whence every light's glow doth stem,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461419" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then by none I'd be called fickle<br>If I sing virtue's beauty in thee<br>That's enlightened all. But learned,<br>Water I've sipped little, so daren't try.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461419" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Take well my wish, God marks it so; <br>Should the Muses tho with my lack comply,<br>Thy pluck, firm'ty, wisdom and manners, <br>Which thy state (high itself) far excede,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461419" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Shall for my verse sport unending <br>Be. What? True glory they'd be!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Mikolaj+Sep+Szarzynski">Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski</a></strong></div>

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