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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519480" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XXVII: Because I Oft</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519480" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Because I oft in dark abstracted guise <br>Seem most alone in greatest company, <br>With dearth of words, or answers quite awry, <br>To them that would make speech of speech arise, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519480" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They deem, and of their doom the rumor flies, <br>That poison foul of bubbling pride doth lie <br>So in my swelling breast that only I <br>Fawn on myself, and others do despise: </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519480" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Yet pride I think doth not my soul possess, <br>Which looks too oft in his unflatt'ring glass: <br>But one worse fault, ambition, I confess, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=519480" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That makes me oft my best friends overpass, <br>Unseen, unheard, while though to highest place <br>Bends all his powers, even unto Stella's grace.</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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