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- # # SHAKE-SPEAKERS
## Overview
This entity is a chapter titled "# SHAKE-SPEAKERS" and contains poetic text. It is part of a larger collection of Shakespeare's works. The chapter spans lines 11405 to 11450 of its source file.
## Context
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## Contents
The text of this chapter contains three distinct poems, each marked with a number (66, 67, and 68). The poems appear to be sonnets, with themes of beauty, time, mortality, and love. The first poem laments the destructive power of time and aging, while the second expresses weariness with the world's injustices and a desire for death, tempered by the thought of leaving a loved one alone. The third poem questions why someone should continue to live and be associated with impiety, and why false beauty should imitate true beauty.
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- # SHAKE-SPEAKERS
How with this rage shall beautie hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger then a flower?
O how shall summers hurry breath hold out,
Against the wrackfull sledge of battring dayes,
When rocks impregnable are not so stoute,
Nor gates of steele so strong but time decays?
O searefull meditation, where alack,
Shall times best lewell from times chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift soote back,
Or who his spoile or beautie can forbid?
O none, vnesse this miracle haue might,
That in black inck my loue may still shine brighs.
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Tyr’d with all these for restfull death I cry,
As to behold desert a begger borne,
And needle Nothing trimd in iollitie,
And purest faith vnhappily forsworne,
And gilded honor shamefully misplast,
And maiden vertue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgrac’d,
And strength by limping sway disabled,
And arte made tung-tide by authoritie.
And Folly (Doctor-like) courrouling skill,
And simple Truth miscalde Simplicitie,
And capriue good attending Captaine ill.
Tyr’d with all these, from these would I be gone,
Saue that to dye, I leaue my loue alone.
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AH wherefore with infection should he liue,
And with his presence grace impietie,
That sinne by him aduantage should atchiue,
And lace it selfe with his societie?
Why should false painting immitate his checke,
And steale dead seeing of his liuing hew?
Why should poore beautie indirectly seeke,
Roses of shaddow, since his Rose is true?
Why
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