Sonnet 81
Sonnet 81
1
I shall live, your to ;
Or you survive when I in earth am rotten;
death cannot take,
Although in me each part will be forgotten.
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The can me but a common ,
When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie.
Your shall be my verse,
10
When all the of are dead
You still shall live, such virtue hath my pen,
Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
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