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shakespeare-sonnets_145		shakespeare-sonnets_145			.txt	text/plain	108	9	102	CXLV. Those lips that Love 's own hand did make, Those lips that Love 's own hand did make, Breathed forth the sound that said' I hate', To me that languish'd for her sake: But when she saw my woeful state, Straight in her heart did mercy come, Chiding that tongue that ever sweet Was us'd in giving gentle doom; And taught it thus anew to greet; 'I hate' she alter'd with an end, That followed it as gentle day, Doth follow night, who like a fiend From heaven to hell is flown away. ' I hate', from hate away she threw, And sav'd my life, saying' not you'.	./cache/shakespeare-sonnets_145.txt	./txt/shakespeare-sonnets_145.txt