Sonnet #99

Sonnet #99 XCIX.br /br /The forward violet thus did I chide:br /Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells,br /If not from my love's breath? The purple pridebr /Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwellsbr /In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed.br /The lily I condemned...

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