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02-23-2009, 03:10 AM
Sonnet #138
CXXXVIII.br /br /When my love swears that she is made of truthbr /I do believe her, though I know she lies,br /That she might think me some untutor'd youth,br /Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.br /Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,br /Although she knows my days are past the best,br /Simply I credit her false speaking tongue:br /On both sides thus is simple truth suppress'd.br /But wherefore says she not she is unjust?br /And wherefore say not I that I am old?br /O, love's best habit is in seeming trust,br /And age in love loves not to have years told:br /Therefore I lie with her and she with me,br /And in our faults by lies we flatter'd be.
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CXXXVIII.br /br /When my love swears that she is made of truthbr /I do believe her, though I know she lies,br /That she might think me some untutor'd youth,br /Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.br /Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,br /Although she knows my days are past the best,br /Simply I credit her false speaking tongue:br /On both sides thus is simple truth suppress'd.br /But wherefore says she not she is unjust?br /And wherefore say not I that I am old?br /O, love's best habit is in seeming trust,br /And age in love loves not to have years told:br /Therefore I lie with her and she with me,br /And in our faults by lies we flatter'd be.
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