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letra de sonnet 138 - glenn seven allen

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when my love swears that she is made of truth
i do believe her, though i know she lies
that she might think me some untutored youth
unlearnèd in the world’s false subtleties
thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young
although she knows my days are past the best
simply i credit her false-speaking tongue:
on both sides thus is simple truth suppressed
but wherefore says she not she is unjust?
and wherefore say not i that i am old?
oh, love’s best habit is in seeming trust
and age in love loves not to have years told
therefore i lie with her and she with me
and in our faults by lies we flattered be

- glenn seven allen

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