| SOME say thy fault is youth, some wantonness | |
| Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport; | |
| Both grace and faults are lov’d of more and less: | |
| Thou makest faults graces that to thee resort. | |
| As on the finger of a throned queen | 5 |
| The basest jewel will be well esteem’d, | |
| So are those errors that in thee are seen | |
| To truths translated and for true things deem’d. | |
| How many lambs might the stern wolf betray, | |
| If like a lamb he could his looks translate! | 10 |
| How many gazers mightst thou lead away, | |
| If thou wouldst use the strength of all thy state! | |
| But do not so; I love thee in such sort, | |
| As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report. |