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 "id": "william-shakespeare/xciii",
 "title": "XCIII",
 "poet": "William Shakespeare",
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 "book": "Shake-speares Sonnets",
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   {
    "text": "So shall I live, supposing thou art true,",
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   {
    "text": "Like a deceived husband; so love’s face",
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   },
   {
    "text": "May still seem love to me, though alter’d new;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "For there can live no hatred in thine eye,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Therefore in that I cannot know thy change.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In many’s looks the false heart’s history",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Is writ in moods and frowns and wrinkles strange,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But heaven in thy creation did decree",
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   },
   {
    "text": "That in thy face sweet love should ever dwell;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Whate’er thy thoughts or thy heart’s workings be,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thy looks should nothing thence but sweetness tell.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "How like Eve’s apple doth thy beauty grow,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "If thy sweet virtue answer not thy show!",
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