Sonnet 88
When thou shalt be dispos'd to set me
light
«William Shakespeare»
When thou shalt be disposed to set me light,
And place my merit in
the eye of scorn,
Upon thy side, against
my self I'll fight,
And prove thee
virtuous, though thou art forsworn:
With mine own
weakness being best acquainted,
Upon thy part I can
set down a story
Of faults concealed,
wherein I am attainted:
That thou in losing
me, shalt win much glory:
And I by this will be
a gainer too,
For bending all my
loving thoughts on thee,
The injuries that to
my self I do,
Doing thee vantage,
double-vantage me.
Such is my love, to
thee I so belong,
That for thy right,
my self will bear all wrong.
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