Shakespeare's Sonnets: Tir'd with all these for restful death I cry
SHAKE-SPEARES SONNETS (London: G. Eld for T. T. and sold by William Aspley, 1609): e2v.
1Tir'd with all these, for restful death I cry,
4And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
5And gilded honour shamefully misplac't,
6And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
7And right perfection wrongfully disgrac'd,
9And art made tongue-tied by authority,
10And folly (doctor-like) controlling skill,
12And captive-good attending captain-ill.
13 Tir'd with all these, from these would I be gone,
14 Save that to die, I leave my love alone.
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