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Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain...

May 25, 2012 Rasel Rana 0 Comments

Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
Full charactered with lasting memory,
Which shall above that idle rank remain
Beyond all date even to eternity -


Or at the least, so long as brain and heart
Have faculty by nature to subsist;
Till each to razed oblivion yield his part
Of thee, thy record never can be missed.


That poor retention could not so much hold,
Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score;
Therefore to give them from me was I bold,

To trust those tables that receive thee more.
To keep an adjunct to remember thee
Were to import forgetfulness in me.

William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
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( sonnet 122 )

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