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Why is my verse so barren of new pride,
so far from variation or quick change?
Why with the time do i not glance aside
to new-found methods, and to compounds strange?
Why write i still all one, ever the same,
and keep invention in a noted weed,
that every word doth almost tell my name,
showing their birth and where they did proceed?
O! Know sweet love i always write of you
and you and love are still my argument
so all my best is dressing old words new
spending again what is already spent
O! Know sweet love i always write of you
and you and love are still my argument
so all my best is dressing old words new
spending again what is already spent
is already spent
for as the sun is daily new and old
so is my love still telling what is told is told
O! Know sweet love i always write of you
and you and love are still my argument
so all my best is dressing old words new
spending again what is already spent
is already spent