William Shakespeare "Sonnet 117" lyrics

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Sonnet 117

Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all,Wherein I should your great deserts repay,Forgot upon your dearest love to call,Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day;

That I have frequent been with unknown minds,And given to time your own dear-purchas'd right;That I have hoisted sail to all the windsWhich should transport me farthest from your sight.

Book both my wilfulness and errors down,And on just proof surmise, accumulate;Bring me within the level of your frown,But shoot not at me in your waken'd hate;

Since my appeal says I did strive to proveThe constancy and virtue of your love.

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