Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, <br />And I will comment upon that offence: <br />Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt, <br />Against thy reasons making no defence. <br />Thou canst not, love, disgrace me half so ill, <br />To set a form upon desired change, <br />As I'll myself disgrace; knowing thy will, <br />I will acquaintance strangle, and look strange; <br />Be absent from thy walks; and in my tongue <br />Thy sweet beloved name no more shall dwell, <br />Lest I, too much profane, should do it wrong, <br />And haply of our old acquaintance tell. <br />For thee, against my self I'll vow debate, <br />For I must ne'er love him whom thou dost hate.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-89-say-that-thou-didst-forsake-me-for-some-fault/
