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William Shakespeare : Sonnet 87

Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,
And like enough thou know'st thy estimate1:
The charter2 of thy worth gives thee releasing;
My bonds in thee are all determinate3.
For how do I hold thee but by thy granting?
And for that riches where is my deserving?
The cause of this fair gift in me is wanting,
And so my patent4 back again is swerving5.
Thyself thou gavest, thy own worth then not 
Or me, to whom thou gavest it, else mistaking;
So thy great gift, upon misprison6 growing,
Comes home again, on better judgement making.
	Thus have I had thee, as a dream doth flatter,
	In sleep a king, but waking no such matter.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616)	P. 1609

1 worth; 2 contract or agreement ; 3 reached the end of their term; 4 my right to you; 5 i.e. returning to you; 6 underestimating of its worth

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