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William Shakespeare (1564–1616). The Oxford Shakespeare: Poems. 1914.
“My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still”
Sonnet LXXXV
| MY tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still |
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| Whilst comments of your praise, richly compil’d, |
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| Deserve their character with golden quill, |
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| And precious phrase by all the Muses fil’d. |
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| I think good thoughts, whilst others write good words, |
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| And, like unletter’d clerk, still cry ‘Amen’ |
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| To every hymn that able spirit affords, |
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| In polish’d form of well-refined pen. |
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| Hearing you prais’d, I say ‘’Tis so, ’tis true,’ |
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| And to the most of praise add something more; |
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| But that is in my thought, whose love to you, |
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| Though words come hindmost, holds his rank before. |
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| Then others for the breath of words respect, |
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| Me for my dumb thoughts, speaking in effect. |
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