Sonnet 99

Estrangement and Return

  1. 1 The forward violet thus did I chide:
  2. 2 Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells,
  3. 3 If not from my love's breath? The purple pride
  4. 4 Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells
  5. 5 In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd.
  6. 6 The lily I condemned for thy hand,
  7. 7 And buds of marjoram had stol'n thy hair;
  8. 8 The roses fearfully on thorns did stand,
  9. 9 One blushing shame, another white despair;
  10. 10 A third, nor red nor white, had stol'n of both,
  11. 11 And to his robbery had annex'd thy breath;
  12. 12 But, for his theft, in pride of all his growth
  13. 13 A vengeful canker eat him up to death.
  14. 14 More flowers I noted, yet I none could see,
  15. 15 But sweet, or colour it had stol'n from thee.