Sonnet 52: So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
So am I as the rich, whose blessed key, Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey,...
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So am I as the rich, whose blessed key, Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming in that long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet.…
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