Love Poems for Lovely Ladies and Romantic Poetry For Firing Up Foxy Females and Gorgeous Girls While Wicked Women Warm to Wild Romances

Bill Shakespeere Modernised

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In loving you, you know I'm unfaithful but two times you deceived me to love to promise, indeed your bed vow has been broken and a new belief damaged, by swearing a new distrust after carrying a new love: but why do I challenge you, of the violation of two oaths when I break twenty of them? I have lied the most, for all my assertions are but pledges to deceive you: And all my honest trust in you is gone.

For I have sworn strong pledges of your deep goodness: pledges of your love, your honest, your loyalty, and to educate you, you helped the blind to see, or made them give word to the thing they see. For I have pledged to you to be devoted: the more I have lied, swearing against the truth is so bad.

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Love is my crime, and your dear worth dislike, dislike of my crime, grounded on disgraceful loving, oh, but as with mine, analyse yours with my state, and you shall discover it warrants not reprimanding,

or if it does, not from your lips, that have dishonoured their scarlet decorations, and closed incorrect bonds of romance as often as my own, stolen other peoples' beds' proceeds of their payments.

Be it legitimate I love you as you love those, your eyes charm as I crave you, look for sympathy in your heart when it appears, your sympathy may be worthy of being sympathised with. If you do look to discover what you hide, By your own precedent may you be rejected.

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Now I that have told you that he is yours, and I have surrendered to your passion, I will go without, so that he can come back with me, you will return to be my relaxation again: but you will never, neither will he be for nothing, for you are mercenary, and he is all heart.

He discovered how to write well for me, because of that connection that he as a hand does welcome. The limit of your glamour you will yield, you use that all that you put forward, and appeal as a friend, became a borrower for me, so I will lose him through my spiteful actions. I have forfeited him, you have lost both of us, he is recompensed for everything, and yet I am not let go.

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Your present, and your books, are inside my head completely described for continuing reminiscence, and that will beggining with that futile rank stay further past all time forever. Or at the bare minimum, so long as mind and soul have capacity by nature to endure, until without exception to be sent to careless loss his part of you, your time will not be lost:

That meagre withholding could keep very little, and I don't have to hold your precious love to account, accordingly to take them away from me was fearless, to rely on those books more often: to retain a detail to remind you. Were to remind me of my absent-mindedness.

My bashful source of information in politeness stays quiet, meanwhile a review of your appreciation is abundantly gathered, to hoard their personality with stylish pen, And treasured remarks by all the advisers noted. I expect excellent ideas, as others jot down wonderful remarks, And nothing written by pen pushers still yell, hallelujah, to all chants that vitality allows, in sparkling fashion of properly refined quill.

Listening you lauded, I reply 'that’s right, 'that's right, and to the ultimate of acclamation chimed in extra, but that is in my mind, my love to you (as the description arrives afterwards in my thoughts) keeps his authority previously, next others, tell the of words appreciation, me for my silly thoughts, talk in effect.

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My lovers' eyes are not in the least like a star, roses are a brighter red, than her kisser is red, granted that snow is white, why is it that her bosoms are drab? And why does her head have black wires growing on it? I have seen damaged roses, white and red, but I cannot see any roses in the cheeks of her face, and is there more delight in some perfumes, than in the smell that comes from my lover.

I really enjoy hearing her talk, yet I understand, you get a far better quality sound from music. I have never seen a goddess moving, but when my lover when she strolls she strides along the path.

And yet to my absolute bliss. I am sure my love is extraordinary!

Should I contrast you with a sunny day? You are more beautiful and much more warmer: bumpy gales do rattle the lovely flowers in May, and summer time is far too short a time: Intermittently it is too hot when the sun shines, also, many a time is the sun is darkened, and all beauty looses it's glamour and fades away, as a coincidence, through the changing course of nature your everlasting summer will not disappear.

You won't miss out on the retention of your beauty neither shall death boast you follow in his shadow. When you eventually gather timelines on your face, as long as men are alive and can look at things, as long as this poem exists, you will be remembered.

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Nothing can interfere with a relationship talk about problems, love is not love Which changes as things happen, or adjusts when someone makes a change. Oh no, after all, nothing is permanent, that checks out storms and is at no time rattled. It is the guiding star to all roaming ships at sea, whose value hidden, despite the fact his stature is known.

Love has no more ages twerp, despite having pretty cheeks as well as cute lips where his curving area falls, love changes within his short time and months, although carrying it out right to the rim of catastrophe: If this is a blunder and as a consequence established against me, I will at no time write about it, or no guy at any time has loved.

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