letra de sonnet 142 - the marlowe society
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love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate
hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving:
o, but with mine compare thou thine own state
and thou shalt find it merits not reproving;
or, if it do, not from those lips of thine
that have profan’d their scarlet ornaments
and seal’d false bonds of love as oft as mine
robb’d others’ beds’ revenues of their rents
be it lawful i love thee, as thou lov’st those
whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee:
root pity in thy heart, that, when it grows
thy pity may deserve to pitied be
if thou dost seek to have what thou dost hide
by self-example mayst thou be denied!
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