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SONNET V.
Because I know that there is that in meOf which thou shouldst be proud, and not ashamed,—
Because I feel once made thy choice should be
Not even by fools and slanderers rashly blamed,—
Because I fear, howe'er thy soul may strive
Against the weakness of that inward pain,
The falsehoods which my enemies contrive
Not always seek to wound thine ear in vain,—
Therefore I sometimes weep, when I should smile,
At all the vain frivolity and sin
Which those who know me not (yet me revile)—
My would-be judges—cast my actions in;
But else their malice hath nor sting nor smart—
For I appeal from them, Beloved, to thine own heart!
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