Sonnet CLII


In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn,

But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing ;

In act thy bed-vow broke, and new faith torn

In vowing new hate after new love bearing.

But why of two oaths’ breach do I accuse thee,

When I break twenty ? I am perjured most,

For all my vows are oaths but to misuse thee,

And all my honest faith in thee is lost ;

For I have sworn deep oaths of thy deep kindness,

Oaths of thy love, thy truth, thy constantcy ;

And, to enlighten thee, gave eyes to blindness,

Or made them swear against the thing they see ;

For I have sworn thee fair ; more perjured eye,

To swear against the truth so foul a lie.