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PART VI

A KIND OF POETERY

Some Lyrics. This sonnet of Shakespeare, number 28, I knowingly chose this number, you will guess. In part, he demonstrates some aspects of my existence. I'm not upset about anything. I develop. I analyze and try to help others.
How can I then return in happy plight, That am debarred the benefit of rest? When day's oppression is not eas'd by night, But day by night and night by day oppressed, And each, though enemies to either's reign, Do in consent shake hands to torture me, The one by toil, the other to complain How far I toil, still farther off from thee. I tell the day, to please him thou art bright, And dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven: So flatter I the swart-complexion'd night, When sparkling stars twire not thou gild'st the even. But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer, And night doth nightly make grief's length seem stronger.

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