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shakespeare-sonnets_82		shakespeare-sonnets_82			.txt	text/plain	114	11	91	LXXXII. I grant thou wert not married to my Muse, I grant thou wert not married to my Muse, And therefore mayst without attaint o'erlook The dedicated words which writers use Of their fair subject, blessing every book. Thou art as fair in knowledge as in hue, Finding thy worth a limit past my praise; And therefore art enforced to seek anew Some fresher stamp of the timebettering days. And do so, love; yet when they have devis'd, What strained touches rhetoric can lend, Thou truly fair, wert trulysympathiz'd In true plain words, by thy truetelling friend; And their gross painting might be better us'd Where cheeks need blood; in thee it is abus'd.	./cache/shakespeare-sonnets_82.txt	./txt/shakespeare-sonnets_82.txt