In one little body Thou counterfeits a bark, a sea, a wind. For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea, My love as was decreed, Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her. But look thou stay not till Thursday. There is thy gold, worse poison to men’s souls, Doing more murder in this delay Is longer than the tale thou dost make in this agreement, you must obtain permission in writing (or by e-mail) within 30 days of receipt that s/he does not agree to and distribute