莎士比亚十四行诗其66

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,


As, to behold desert a beggar born,


And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity,


And purest faith unhappily forsworn,


And guilded honour shamefully misplaced,


And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,


And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,...


2018-06-14

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