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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 104: Envious wits</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Envious wits, what hath been mine offense, <br>That with such poisonous care my looks you mark, <br>That to each word, nay sigh of mine you hark, <br>As grudging me my sorrow's eloquence? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ah, is it not enough that I am thence? <br>Thence, so far thence, that scarcely any spark <br>Of comfort dare come to this dungeon dark, <br>Where rigorous exile locks up all my sense? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But if I by a happy window pass, <br>If I but stars upon mine armor bear <br>--Sick, thirsty, glad (though but of empty glass): </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Your moral notes straight my hid meaning tear <br>From out my ribs, and puffing prove that I <br>Do Stella love. Fools, who doth it deny?</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=Philip+Sidney">Philip Sidney</a></strong></div>

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