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Shakespeare's Sonnets

Sonnet 120

120

That you were once unkind befriends me now,

And for that sorrow which I then did feel

Needs must I under my transgression bow,

Unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel.

For if you were by my unkindness shaken

As I by yours, y’ have pass’d a hell of time,

And I, a tyrant, have no leisure taken

To weigh how once I suffered in your crime.

O that our night of woe might have rememb’red

My deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits,

And soon to you, as you to me then, tend’red

The humble salve which wounded bosoms fits!

But that your trespass now becomes a fee,

Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me.

 

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