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shakespeare-sonnets_90		shakespeare-sonnets_90			.txt	text/plain	132	8	95	Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, And do not drop in for an afterloss: do not, when my heart hath' scap'd this sorrow, Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe; Give not a windy night a rainy morrow, To linger out a purpos'd overthrow. If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last, When other petty griefs have done their spite, But in the onset come: so shall I taste At first the very worst of fortune 's might; And other strains of woe, which now seem woe, Compar'd with loss of thee, will not seem so.	./cache/shakespeare-sonnets_90.txt	./txt/shakespeare-sonnets_90.txt