cleo laine – take all my loves (sonnet 40) lyrics
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take all my loves, my love, yea take them all;
what hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
no love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
all mine was thine, before thou hadst this more
then, if for my love, thou my love receivest
i cannot blame thee, for my love thou usest;
but yet be blam’d, if thou thy self deceivest
by wilful taste of what thyself refusest
i do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief
although thou steal thee all my poverty:
and yet, love knows it is a greater grief
to bear love’s wrong, than hate’s known injury
lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows
k!ll me with spites yet we must not be foes
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