Sonnet CXLIV: Two loves I have of comfort and despair
de William Shakespeare(2006)
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Two loves I have of comfort and despair
Which like two spirits do suggest me still:
The better angel is a man right fair,
The worser spirit a woman colour\'d ill.
To win me soon to hell, my female evil,
Tempteth my better angel from my side,
And would corrupt my saint to be a devil,
Wooing his purity with her fool pride.
And whether that my angel be turn\'d fiend,
Suspect I may, yet not directly tell;
But being both from me, both to each friend,
I guess one angel in another\'s hell:
Yet this shall I ne\'er know, but live in doubt,
Till my bad angel fire my good one out.
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- Autor
- William Shakespeare
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- Poezie
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- 2006
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- 113
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- 1 min
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