Luyện nghe bài hát X. Enochian Calling Ii - B (sonnet Lvi)

Sweet love, renew thy be it not said
Thy edge should be than appetite,
Which but to-day by is allay'd,
To-morrow sharpen'd in his might:
So, love, be thou; although to-day thou
Thy hungry eyes even they wink with fullness,
see again, and do not kill
The of love with a perpetual dullness.
Let this sad interim like the be
Which parts the shore, two contracted new
Come daily to the banks, that, they see
Return of love, more may be the view;
Else call it winter, being full of care
Makes summer's welcome thrice more wish'd, rare.