| 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, | 5 |
| And given to time your own dear-purchas’d right; | |
| That I have hoisted sail to all the winds | |
| Which should transport me farthest from your sight. | |
| Book both my wilfulness and errors down, | |
| And on just proof surmise accumulate; | 10 |
| 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 prove | |
| The constancy and virtue of your love. |