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<title>Sonnet I</title>
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<div id="divTitle">
<h1><span id="f001">I</span></h1>
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<div id="divSonnet">
<p>
<span id="f002">From fairest creatures we desire increase,</span><br/>
<span id="f003">That thereby beauty’s rose might never die,</span><br/>
<span id="f004">But as the riper should by time decease,</span><br/>
<span id="f005">His tender heir might bear his memory:</span><br/>
<span id="f006">But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes,</span><br/>
<span id="f007">Feed’st thy light’s flame with self-substantial fuel,</span><br/>
<span id="f008">Making a famine where abundance lies,</span><br/>
<span id="f009">Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel:</span><br/>
<span id="f010">Thou that art now the world’s fresh ornament,</span><br/>
<span id="f011">And only herald to the gaudy spring,</span><br/>
<span id="f012">Within thine own bud buriest thy content,</span><br/>
<span id="f013">And tender churl mak’st waste in niggarding:</span><br/>
<span id="f014">Pity the world, or else this glutton be,</span><br/>
<span id="f015">To eat the world’s due, by the grave and thee.</span>
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