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Question 1

So _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,

Stirred _ _ _ _ _ _ _,

Answer 1

So is it not with me as with that Muse,

Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,

Question 2

Who _ _ _ _ _ _

And _ _ _ _ _ _ _,

Answer 2

Who heaven itself for ornament doth use

And every fair with his fair doth rehearse,

Question 3

Making _

With _

Answer 3

Making a couplement of proud compare

With sun and moon, with earth and sea’s rich gems,

Question 4

With _,

That _.

Answer 4

With April’s first-born flowers, and all things rare,

That heaven’s air in this huge rondure hems.

Question 5

O! _

And _

Answer 5

O! let me, true in love, but truly write,

And then believe me, my love is as fair

Question 6

As _

And _

Answer 6

As any mother’s child, though not so bright

As those gold candles fixed in heaven’s air:

Question 7

Let _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _;

I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

Answer 7

Let them say more that like of hearsay well;

I will not praise that purpose not to sell.

Question 8

So _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,
Stirred _ _ _ _ _ _ _,
Who _ _ _ _ _ _
And _ _ _ _ _ _ _,

Answer 8

So is it not with me as with that Muse,
Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,
Who heaven itself for ornament doth use
And every fair with his fair doth rehearse,

Question 9

Making _
With _
With _,
That _.

Answer 9

Making a couplement of proud compare
With sun and moon, with earth and sea’s rich gems,
With April’s first-born flowers, and all things rare,
That heaven’s air in this huge rondure hems.

Question 10

O! _
And _
As _
And _

Answer 10

O! let me, true in love, but truly write,
And then believe me, my love is as fair
As any mother’s child, though not so bright
As those gold candles fixed in heaven’s air:

Question 11

Let _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _;

I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

Answer 11

Let them say more that like of hearsay well;

I will not praise that purpose not to sell.

Question 12

So _
_
_
_

Making _
_
_
_

Answer 12

So is it not with me as with that Muse,
Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,
Who heaven itself for ornament doth use
And every fair with his fair doth rehearse,

Making a couplement of proud compare
With sun and moon, with earth and sea’s rich gems,
With April’s first-born flowers, and all things rare,
That heaven’s air in this huge rondure hems.

Question 13

O! _
_
_
_

Let _
_

Answer 13

O! let me, true in love, but truly write,
And then believe me, my love is as fair
As any mother’s child, though not so bright
As those gold candles fixed in heaven’s air:

Let them say more that like of hearsay well;
I will not praise that purpose not to sell.

Question 14

So _
_
_
_

Making _
_
_
_

O! _
_
_
_

Let _
_

Answer 14

So is it not with me as with that Muse,
Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,
Who heaven itself for ornament doth use
And every fair with his fair doth rehearse,

Making a couplement of proud compare
With sun and moon, with earth and sea’s rich gems,
With April’s first-born flowers, and all things rare,
That heaven’s air in this huge rondure hems.

O! let me, true in love, but truly write,
And then believe me, my love is as fair
As any mother’s child, though not so bright
As those gold candles fixed in heaven’s air:

Let them say more that like of hearsay well;
I will not praise that purpose not to sell.

Question 15

_

_

_

_

Answer 15

So is it not with me as with that Muse,
Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,
Who heaven itself for ornament doth use
And every fair with his fair doth rehearse,

Making a couplement of proud compare
With sun and moon, with earth and sea’s rich gems,
With April’s first-born flowers, and all things rare,
That heaven’s air in this huge rondure hems.

O! let me, true in love, but truly write,
And then believe me, my love is as fair
As any mother’s child, though not so bright
As those gold candles fixed in heaven’s air:

Let them say more that like of hearsay well;
I will not praise that purpose not to sell.