William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Sonnet 90: Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now


Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,
join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,
And do not drop in for an after-loss.
Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scaped this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquered woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purposed overthrow.
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,
When other petty griefs have done their spite,
But in the onset come; so shall I taste
At first the very worst of fortune's might,
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee will not seem so.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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  • Rookie - 10 Points Egal Bohen (10/20/2008 7:17:00 PM)

    And so it is that petty grief is easier borne
    Midst times of woe, as life itself with fortune breaks
    For greater trouble overwhelms it's puny form
    That loss is lost, within itself, by loss so great (Report) Reply

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