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William Shakespeare
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Love is too young to knowwhat conscience is;
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove.
For, thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body's treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may

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  • Ünlü Şair
    Ünlü Şair 28.07.2015 - 16:49

    Sonelerin hepsini sevdim :)

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