O, from what power hast thou this powerful might <br />With insufficiency my heart to sway? <br />To make me give the lie to my true sight, <br />And swear that brightness doth not grace the day? <br />Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill, <br />That in the very refuse of thy deeds <br />There is such strength and warrantise of skill <br />That, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds? <br />Who taught thee how to make me love thee more, <br />The more I hear and see just cause of hate? <br />O, though I love what others do abhor, <br />With others thou shouldst not abhor my state. <br /> If thy unworthiness raised love in me, <br /> More worthy I to be beloved of thee.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-150-o-from-what-power-hast-thou-this-powe/
