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• Sonnet 85 - My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXXV. My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still, While comments of your praise, richly compiled, Reserve their character with golden quill, And precious phrase by all the Muses filed. I think good thoughts, whilst others write good words, And like unlettered clerk still cry "Amen" To every hymn that able ...
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• Sonnet 84 - Who is it that says most, which can say more (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXXIV. Who is it that says most which can say more Than this rich praise— that you alone are you, In whose confine immurèd is the store Which should example where your equal grew? Lean penury within that pen doth dwell That to his subject lends not some small glory; But he that writes of you, if he can tell ...
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• Sonnet 83 - I never saw that you did painting need (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXXIII. I never saw that you did painting need, And therefore to your fair no painting set; I found, or thought I found, you did exceed That barren tender of a poets debt; And therefore have I slept in your report, That you yourself, being extant, well might show How far a modern quill doth come too short, ...
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• Sonnet 82 - I grant thou wert not married to my Muse (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXXII. I grant thou wert not married to my Muse, And therefore mayst without attaint oerlook The dedicated words which writers use Of their fair subject, blessing every book. Thou art as fair in knowledge as in hue, Finding thy worth a limit past my praise, And therefore art enforced to seek anew Some fresher ...
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• Sonnet 78 - So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXVIII. So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse, And found such fair assistance in my verse As every alien pen hath got my use And under thee their poesy disperse. Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing And heavy ignorance aloft to fly, Have added feathers to the learnèds wing And given grace a double ...
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• Sonnet 77 - Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXVII. Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste; These vacant leaves thy minds imprint will bear, And of this book, this learning mayst thou taste. The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show Of mouthèd graves will give thee memory; Thou by thy dials shady stealth ...
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• Sonnet 76 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXVI. Why is my verse so barren of new pride? So far from variation or quick change? Why with the time do I not glance aside To newfound methods and to compounds strange? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth and ...
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• Sonnet 75 - So are you to my thoughts as food to life (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXV. So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-seasoned showers are to the ground. And for the peace of you I hold such strife As twixt a miser and his wealth is found: Now proud as an enjoyer, and anon Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure; Now counting best to be with you alone, Then ...
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• Sonnet 74 - But be contented when that fell arrest (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXIV. But be contented when that fell arrest Without all bail shall carry me away; My life hath in this line some interest, Which for memorial still with thee shall stay. When thou reviewest this, thou dost review The very part was consecrate to thee. The earth can have but earth, which is his due; My spirit is ...
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• Sonnet 73 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXIII. That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take ...
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• Sonnet 72 - O, lest the world should task you to recite (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXII. O, lest the world should task you to recite What merit lived in me, that you should love, After my death, dear love, forget me quite; For you in me can nothing worthy prove-- Unless you would devise some virtuous lie To do more for me than mine own desert, And hang more praise upon deceasèd I Than niggard ...
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• Sonnet 71 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXXI. No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world with vilest worms to dwell. Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it, for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If ...
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• Sonnet 70 - That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXX. That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, For slanders mark was ever yet the fair; The ornament of beauty is suspect, A crow that flies in heavens sweetest air. So thou be good, slander doth but approve Thy worth the greater being wooed of time; For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love, And thou ...
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• Sonnet 69 - Those parts of thee that the worlds eye doth (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXIX. Those parts of thee that the worlds eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend; All tongues, the voice of souls, give thee that due, Uttring bare truth, even so as foes commend. Thy outward thus with outward praise is crowned; But those same tongues that give thee so thine own, In other ...
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• Sonnet 68 - Thus is his cheek the map of days (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXVIII. Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn, When beauty lived and died as flowers do now, Before these bastard signs of fair were born, Or durst inhabit on a living brow; Before the golden tresses of the dead, The right of sepulchres, were shorn away To live a second life on second head; Ere beautys dead ...
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• Sonnet 67 - Ah, wherefore with infection should he live (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXVII. Ah, wherefore with infection should he live, And with his presence grace impiety, That sin by him advantage should achieve And lace itself with his society? Why should false painting imitate his cheek And steel dead seeming of his living hue? Why should poor beauty indirectly seek Roses of shadow, since his ...
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• Sonnet 66 - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXVI. Tired with all these, for restful death I cry: As to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimmed in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway ...
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• Sonnet 65 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth (by William Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXV. Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea But sad mortality oersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower? O, how shall summers honey breath hold out Against the wrackful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, ...
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• Sonnet 64 - When I have seen by Times fell hand (by Shakespeare)

  
  CrisisChronicles Online Library — Authority: 144
  LXIV. When I have seen by Times fell hand defaced The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers I see down-razed, And brass eternal slave to mortal rage; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store ...
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• Thanksgiving Food Facts and Myths

  
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  How Many of These Dishes Were at The First Thanksgiving? The first Thanksgiving on record dates back to the fall of 1621, when 52 English colonists and 90 Wampanoag came together in Plymouth, Massachusetts for a three-day feast celebrating the bountiful harvest.  The Native Americans contributed five deer to the ...
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