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Shake-speares Sonnets, Never before Imprinted/Sonnet 146

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146
Poore soule the center of my sinfull earth,
My sinfull earth these rebbell powres that thee array,
Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth
Painting thy outward walls so costlie gay?
Why so large cost hauing so short a lease,
Dost thou vpon thy fading mansion spend?
Shall wormes inheritors of this excesse
Eate vp thy charge? is this thy bodies end?
Then soule liue thou vpon thy seruants losse,
And let that pine to aggraut thy store;
Buy tearmes diuine in selling houres of drosse:
Within be sed, without be rich no more,
So shalt thou feed on death, that feeds on men,
And death once dead, ther's no more dying then.