Sonnet 86

Was it the proud full sail of his great verse 
Bound for the prize of all too precious you,
That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,
Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? 
Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead?
No, neither he, nor his compeers by night 
Giving him aid, my verse astonished. 
He, nor that affable familiar ghost 
Which nightly gulls him with intelligence, As victors of my silence cannot boast;
I was not sick of any fear from thence:
But when your countenance fill’d up his line, 
Then lack’d I matter; that enfeebled mine.

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Compeer (地位・身分の)同等の人, 同輩, 仲間

I was looking for this word while listening to his reading, and later his company asked the meaning of it and I was glad.

iterative 反復　ˈidəˌrādiv

preemptive 先制

capitulation 降伏

Preemptive attack 先制攻撃

Assume = suppose without sure