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First Line: For aught that ever I could read
Last Line: So quick bright things come to confusion.
Variant Title(s): Reading
Subject(s): Grief; Love; Sorrow; Sadness


For aught that ever I could read
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth:
But, either it was different in blood,
Or else misgraffed in respect of years,
Or else it stood upon the choice of friends;
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream;
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say, -- Behold!
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.




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