William Shakespeare "Sonnet 118" Слова пісні

Sonnet 118

Like as, to make our appetites more keen,With eager compounds we our palate urge,As, to prevent our maladies unseen,We sicken to shun sickness when we purge;

Even so, being full or your ne'er-cloying sweetness,To bitter sauces did I frame my feeding;And, sick of welfare, found a kind of meetnessTo be diseas'd, ere that there was true needing.

Thus policy in love, to anticipateThe ills that were not, grew to faults assur'd,And brought to medicine a healthful state,Which, rank of goodness, would by ill be cur'd;

But thence I learn, and find the lesson true,Drugs poison him that so fell sick of you.

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