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Thine own sweet argument, too excellent<br>
Thine own sweet argument, too excellent<br>
For every vulgar paper to rehearse?<br>
For every vulgar paper to rehearse?<br>

O! give thy self the thanks, if aught in me<br>
O! give thy self the thanks, if aught in me<br>
Worthy perusal stand against thy sight;<br>
Worthy perusal stand against thy sight;<br>
For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee,<br>
For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee,<br>
When thou thy self dost give invention light? <br>
When thou thy self dost give invention light? <br>

Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth<br>
Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth<br>
Than those old nine which rhymers invocate;<br>
Than those old nine which rhymers invocate;<br>
And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth<br>
And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth<br>
Eternal numbers to outlive long date.<br>
Eternal numbers to outlive long date.<br>
If my slight muse do please these curious days,<br>
The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.}}


If my slight muse do please these curious days,<br>
The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.<br>
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'''Sonnet 38''' is written by [[William Shakespeare]].
'''Sonnet 38''' is written by [[William Shakespeare]].


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Sonnet 38
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While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse
Thine own sweet argument, too excellent
For every vulgar paper to rehearse?
O! give thy self the thanks, if aught in me
Worthy perusal stand against thy sight;
For who's so dumb that cannot write to thee,
When thou thy self dost give invention light?
Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth
Than those old nine which rhymers invocate;
And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth
Eternal numbers to outlive long date.
If my slight muse do please these curious days,

The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.|frameless|alt=Detail of old-spelling text|upright=1.5]]

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—William Shakespeare

Sonnet 38 is written by William Shakespeare.

See also

Shakespeare's sonnets