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Shakespeare's Sonnets

Sonnet 51

51

Thus can my love excuse the slow offense

Of my dull bearer, when from thee I speed:

From where thou art, why should I haste me thence?

Till I return, of posting is no need.

O, what excuse will my poor beast then find,

When swift extremity can seem but slow?

Then should I spur though mounted on the wind,

In winged speed no motion shall I know.

Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;

Therefore desire (of perfect’st love being made)

Shall neigh (no dull flesh) in his fiery race,

But love, for love, thus shall excuse my jade:

Since from thee going he went willful-slow,

Towards thee I’ll run, and give him leave to go.

 

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