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Poem by William Shakespeare


Sonnet 149. Canst thou O cruel, say I love thee not


Canst thou O cruel, say I love thee not,
When I against my self with thee partake?
Do I not think on thee when I forgot
Am of my self, all-tyrant, for thy sake?
Who hateth thee that I do call my friend,
On whom frown'st thou that I do fawn upon,
Nay if thou lour'st on me do I not spend
Revenge upon my self with present moan?
What merit do I in my self respect,
That is so proud thy service to despise,
When all my best doth worship thy defect,
Commanded by the motion of thine eyes?
But love hate on for now I know thy mind,
Those that can see thou lov'st, and I am blind.



William Shakespeare


William Shakespeare's other poems:
  1. How Like A Winter Hath My Absence Been
  2. Hark! Hark! The Lark
  3. From Venus And Adonis
  4. A Lover's Complaint
  5. The Quality Of Mercy


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