Kunst_Zeit
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Kunst_Zeit

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20 ноября 2015 в 00:22
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16 сентября 2015 в 04:14
My love is as a fever, longing still
For that which longer nurseth* the disease,
Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill,
Th'uncertain sickly appetite to please.
My reason, [the physician]** to my love,
Angry that his prescriptions are not kept,
Hath left me, and I desperate now approve
Desire is death, [which physic did except]***.
[Past cure I am, now reason is past care]****,
And frantic mad with evermore unrest,
My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are,
At random from the truth vainly expressed:
For I have sworn thee fair*, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
16 сентября 2015 в 03:53
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