Sonnet 142
The Dark Lady: Reckoning
- 1 Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate,
- 2 Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving:
- 3 O! but with mine compare thou thine own state,
- 4 And thou shalt find it merits not reproving;
- 5 Or, if it do, not from those lips of thine,
- 6 That have profan'd their scarlet ornaments
- 7 And seal'd false bonds of love as oft as mine,
- 8 Robb'd others' beds' revenues of their rents.
- 9 Be it lawful I love thee, as thou lov'st those
- 10 Whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee:
- 11 Root pity in thy heart, that, when it grows,
- 12 Thy pity may deserve to pitied be.
- 13 If thou dost seek to have what thou dost hide,
- 14 By self-example mayst thou be denied!