| LET me confess that we two must be twain | |
| Although our undivided loves are one: | |
| So shall those blots that do with me remain, | |
| Without thy help, by me be borne alone. | |
| In our two loves there is but one respect, | 5 |
| Though in our lives a separable spite, | |
| Which, though it alter not love’s sole effect, | |
| Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love’s delight. | |
| I may not evermore acknowledge thee, | |
| Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame, | 10 |
| Nor thou with public kindness honour me, | |
| Unless thou take that honour from thy name: | |
| But do not so; I love thee in such sort | |
| As thou being mine, mine is thy good report. |