Sonnet 89 - Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault (by Shakespeare)

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LXXXIX.

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 desirèd 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 belovèd name no more shall dwell,
Lest I, too much profane, should do it wrong
And haply of our old acquaintance tell.
      For thee, against my self I'll vow debate,
      For I must ne'er love him whom thou dost hate.



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