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

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