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Shakespeare's Sonnets

Sonnet 89

89

Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault,

And I will comment upon that offense;

Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt,

Against thy reasons making no defense.

Thou canst not, love, disgrace me half so ill,

To set a form upon desired change,

As I’ll myself disgrace, knowing thy will:

I will acquaintance strangle and look strange,

Be absent from thy walks, and in my tongue

Thy sweet beloved name no more shall dwell,

Lest I (too much profane) should do it wrong,

And haply of our old acquaintance tell.

For thee, against myself I’ll vow debate,

For I must ne’er love him whom thou dost hate.

 

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