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Sonnets 101-154
Sonnet CXXII

by William Shakespeare

     Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
     Full character'd 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 miss'd.
     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.
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