Sonnet 48 - Emma Topping.mp3

Sonnet 48 - Emma Topping.mp3
Sonnet 48 - Emma Topping
[00:00.00]How careful was...
[00:00.00]How careful was I, when I took my way,
[00:02.78]Each trifle under truest bars to thrust,
[00:05.80]That to my use it might unusèd stay
[00:08.65]From hands of falsehood, in surewardsof trust.
[00:12.34]But thou, to whommy jewels trifles are,
[00:15.12]Most worthy comfort, now my greatest grief,
[00:18.00]Thou, best of dearest and mine only care,
[00:21.65]Art left the prey of every vulgar thief.
[00:25.10]Thee have I not locked up in any chest,
[00:27.97]Save where thou art not, though I feel thou art,
[00:30.90]Within the gentle closureof my breast,
[00:33.90]From whence at pleasurethou mayst come and part:
[00:37.00]And even thence thou wilt be stol'n, I fear,
[00:40.00]For truthproves thievish for a prize so dear.
[00:44.00]译者:梁宗岱
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