Sixty-Five Sonnets With Prefatory Remarks on the Accordance of the Sonnet with the Powers of the English Language: Also, A Few Miscellaneous Poems [by Thomas Doubleday] |
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V.
That truth survives I know, for I am true;That love is more than name, for I adore thee;
That it shall live, the flame I cherish for thee,
My heart commands my willing tongue to vow.
And is it strange I should confide that thou,
Who bad'st me think thy heart my sole possession,
Had'st made as sooth, as tender a confession,
And look to have the precious token now?
Nay, never say, 'twas folly to believe thee,
Nor soon forget a jest as thou forgot.
Let not a transient fitfulness deceive thee
To stain thyself with falsehood's cureless blot;
Nor think dissimulation can reprieve thee,
For, cruel girl, I'll now believe thee not.
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