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Sonnet XXXIII
 
Full many a glorious morning have I seen
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Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
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Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
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Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
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Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
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With ugly rack on his celestial face,
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And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
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Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
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Even so my sun one early morn did shine
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With all triumphant splendor on my brow;
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But out, alack! he was but one hour mine;
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The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now.
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Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;
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Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.
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