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17768	nan	The Hundred Best English Poems			.txt	text/plain	26104	3093	99	Say thy prayer, and come back to the kind sea-caves." Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet. The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; 6. Thou art my life, my love, my heart, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,-Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes; Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, Let thy love in kisses rain Death will come when thou art dead, Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind,	./cache/17768.txt	./txt/17768.txt