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| The Anniversary. |
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| All Kings, and all their Favorites, |
| All glory of honours, beauties, wits, |
| The Sun it self (which makes times, as they pass) |
| Is elder by a year now, then it was |
| When thou and I first one another saw: |
| All other things to their destruction draw; |
| Only our love hath no decay: |
| This no to-morrow hath, nor yesterday; |
| Running it never runs from us away, |
| but truly keeps his first-last-everlasting day: |
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| Two graves must hide thine and my coarse; |
| If one might death were no divorce, |
| Alas, as well as other Princes, we, |
| (Who Prince enough in one another be,) |
| Must leave at last in death, these eyes, and ears, |
| Oft fed with true oathes, and with sweet salt tears: |
| But souls where nothing dwels but love; |
| (All other thoughts, being inmates) then shall prove |
| This or a love increased there above, |
| When bodies to their graves, souls from their graves remove. |
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| And then we shall be throughly blest; |
| But now no more then all the rest. |
| Here upon earth, we are Kings, and but we |
| None are such Kings, nor of such subjects be; |
| Who is so safe as we? where none can do |
| Treason to us, except one of us two. |
| True and false fears let us refrain. |
| Let us love nobly, and live, and add again
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[CW: Years] |