Sonnet 107: Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come, Can yet the lease of my true love...
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Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
Of the wide world dreaming on things to come,
Can yet the lease of my true love control,
Supposed as forfeit to a confin'd doom.
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