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And I am sick when I look not on you.
You do impeach your modesty too much To leave the city and commit yourself Into the hands of one that loves you not, To trust the opportunity of night And the ill counsel of a desert place 225 With the rich worth of your virginity.
Your virtue is my privilege. For that It is not night when I do see your face, Therefore I think I am not in the night. Nor doth this wood lack worlds of comp For you, in my respect, are all the world.Then, how can it be said I am alone When all the world is here to look on me?
I’ll run from thee and hide me in the brakes And leave thee to the mercy of wild beasts.
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