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	<title>Zócalo Public SquareSonnet 143 &#8211; Zócalo Public Square</title>
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		<title>Sonnet 143</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2015 07:01:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>by William Shakespeare</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[longing]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch<br /> One of her feather’d creatures broke away,<br /> Sets down her babe, and makes all swift dispatch<br /> In pursuit of the thing she would have stay;<br /> Whilst her neglected child holds her in chase,<br /> Cries to catch her whose busy care is bent<br /> To follow that which flies before her face,<br /> Not prizing her poor infant’s discontent;<br /> So runn’st thou after that which flies from thee,<br /> Whilst I thy babe chase thee afar behind;<br /> But if thou catch thy hope, turn back to me,<br /> And play the mother’s part, kiss me, be kind;<br /> So will I pray that thou mayst have thy ‘Will,’<br /> If thou turn back and my loud crying still.</p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch<br />
One of her feather’d creatures broke away,<br />
Sets down her babe, and makes all swift dispatch<br />
In pursuit of the thing she would have stay;<br />
Whilst her neglected child holds her in chase,<br />
Cries to catch her whose busy care is bent<br />
To follow that which flies before her face,<br />
Not prizing her poor infant’s discontent;<br />
So runn’st thou after that which flies from thee,<br />
Whilst I thy babe chase thee afar behind;<br />
But if thou catch thy hope, turn back to me,<br />
And play the mother’s part, kiss me, be kind;<br />
So will I pray that thou mayst have thy ‘Will,’<br />
If thou turn back and my loud crying still.</p>
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