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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519463" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XII: Cupid, Because Thou</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519463" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cupid, because thou shin'st in Stella's eyes, <br>That from her locks, thy day-nets, noe scapes free, <br>That those lips swell, so full of thee they be, <br>That her sweet breath makes oft thy flames to rise, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519463" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That in her breast thy pap well sugared lies, <br>That he Grace gracious makes thy wrongs, that she <br>What words so ere she speak persuades for thee, <br>That her clear voice lifts thy fame to the skies: </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519463" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Thou countest Stella thine, like those whose powers <br>Having got up a breach by fighting well, <br>Cry, "Victory, this fair day all is ours." </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519463" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh no, her heart is such a citadel, <br>So fortified with wit, stored with disdain, <br>That to win it, is all the skill and pain.</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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