William Shakespeare "Sonnet 108" lyrics

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Sonnet 108

What's in the brain that ink may character,Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?What's new to speak, what now to register,That may express my love, or thy dear merit?

Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine,I must each day say o'er the very same;Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,Even as when first I hallowed thy fair name.

So that eternal love in love's fresh case,Weighs not the dust and injury of age,Nor gives to necessary wrinkles place,But makes antiquity for aye his page;

Finding the first conceit of love there bred,Where time and outward form would show it dead.

Sipi CVIII

Ko e me'a ha 'oku 'i loto 'a e 'uto ke fakaha mai 'e he vaitohi'A ia na'e 'ikai ne 'ilo'i kia koe 'eku laumalie mo'oni?Ko e 'alea ha fo'ou pea ko e me'a ha ke fakakau'i (ai)Keu lava 'o fakaha atu 'eku 'ofa pe ko e fakavivi o'ou?

'Ikai ka koe tamasi'i, kae kehe ko e ha 'u lotu faka'e'eikiPau keu lau'i ki he hingoa tatau ko ia he 'aho kotoa peKe 'oua fakalau ha me'a motu'a ko motu'a, ko koe 'o'oku, ko au 'o'ou.

Pea ko e 'ofa ta'engata na ki he anga'ofa fakafo'ou'Ikai mamafa tatau ia mo e 'efu'efu pea mo e tu'utamaki 'a e tupuKa 'ikai ki he feufeu'i mataHe ko e me'a 'o 'ene 'ono'aho.

Ke kumi 'a e fieme'a 'uluaki 'o e 'ofa, 'a ia na'e kamata ai'A ia 'oku 'asi mai 'o hange 'oku mate ia ki hono jino pea mo e kuonga.

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