Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault...
Sonnet 89Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault,
And I will comment upon that offence; Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt, Against thy reasons making no defence. Thou canst not, love, disgrace me half so ill, To set a form upon desired change, As I'll myself disgrace: knowing thy will, I will acquaintance strangle and look strange, Be absent from thy walks, and in my tongue Thy sweet beloved name no more shall dwell, Lest I, too much profane, should do it wrong And haply of our old acquaintance tell. For thee against myself I'll vow debate, For I must ne'er love him whom thou dost hate. |
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Suppose you left me for something I did: I’ll immediately start talking about how bad I was. If you say I can’t walk straight I’ll start limping at once, not wanting to contradict you in any way.
There’s nothing insulting you can do to me, my love, that’s worse than what I’ll do to myself if I know that’s what you want me to suffer. I’ll leave you alone, I won’t hang out in places you go to, and I won’t talk about you, so you don’t get embarrassed by people being reminded that we once knew each other.
For your sake I’ll argue against my own self, because I can’t love anyone whom you don’t favour, even if it’s myself.