ACCUSE me thus: that
I have scanted all |
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Wherein I should your great deserts repay, |
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Forgot upon your dearest love to call, |
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Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day; |
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That I have frequent been with unknown minds, |
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And given to time your own dear-purchasd
right; |
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That I have hoisted sail to all the winds |
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Which should transport me farthest from your
sight. |
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Book both my wilfulness and errors down, |
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And on just proof surmise accumulate; |
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Bring me within the level of your frown, |
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But shoot not at me in your wakend
hate; |
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Since my appeal says I did strive
to prove |
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The constancy and virtue of your
love. |
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