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Let me confess that we two must be twain,
Although our undivided loves are one:
So shall those blots that do with me remain,
Without thy help, by me be borne alone.
In our two loves there is but one respect,
Though in our lives a separable spite,
Which though it alter not love's sole effect,
Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight.
I may not evermore acknowledge thee,
Lest my bewaild guilt should do thee shame,
Nor thou with public kindness honour me,
Unless thou take that honour from thy name:
But do not so; I love thee in such sort,
As thou being mine, mine is thy good report.




I confess that two of you and
Although we love being single.
I don't want my every flaw
In your honor I went to as a spot.
Let us love one common thread,
But the bitterness of life is different from us.
It love can't change
But love steals hour after hour.
As a convict, deprived of the rights I
You opened for all to see
And you can not take my bow,
So as not to lay the honour of your print.
Well, let them!.. I love you so much.
What is yours and all I divide your honor!