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Sonnet 138: When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth - Poem by William Shakespeare

When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutored youth,
Unlearnèd in the world's false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue;
On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed.
But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
O, love's best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love, loves not to have years told.
Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

Comments about Sonnet 138: When My Love Swears That She Is Made Of Truth by William Shakespeare

  • harleen 11/1/2019 6:37:00 AM

    this poem is very beautifully written. Reply

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  • Abdulrauf Muhammad 4/27/2019 7:02:00 PM

    your poem is really meaningful and creative, and I like it.
    can you please read and rate my poem " farewell lovely mom" .
    thank you
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    Oskar (10/8/2019 12:39:00 PM)

    You do realize shakespeare has been dead for almost 400 years...

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  • cute goy 6/10/2018 4:47:00 AM

    its awesome for my girlfriend Reply

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  • * Sunprincess * 6/8/2014 7:59:00 AM

    ~ When my love swears that she is made of truth
    I do believe her, though I know she lies, ~
    .............he does believe love....even though he knows she lies...
    .........this means he is a believer in love....great write..
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  • Brian Jani 4/26/2014 5:53:00 AM

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out Reply

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  • James Mclain 6/8/2013 6:44:00 PM

    I cannot lie but live to tell the truth.
    Flattered by the lips that never spoke.
    Eleven lines are left two split in half......iip
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  • Ramesh Rai 6/8/2013 9:56:00 AM

    And wherefore say not I that I am
    old?
    O, love's best habit is in seeming
    trust,
    And age in love, loves not to have
    years told.
    Therefore I lie with her, and she with
    me,
    And in our faults by lies we flattered
    be
    Reply

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  • Luke Agada 6/8/2013 6:12:00 AM

    One very important thing in a love relationship is trust and understanding.This tightens the bound of love.As it has always been, Love is also about believing the best of others. Reply

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  • Stephen Loomes 6/8/2013 5:48:00 AM

    138.

    When my love swears that she is made of truth,

    I believe her, though I know she lies,

    So that she might think of me as some untutored youth,

    Unknowing of the world's false subtleties;

    And so vainly thinking of me as young,

    Although she knows my days are past the best,

    Simply I accept her false speaking tongue,

    And on both sides this is simple truth suppressed.

    But why won't she admit she is unjust?

    And why don't I admit that I am old?

    Because Love's best habit is in seeming to trust,

    And people in love,

    Don't seek to be reminded of their age;

    Therefore, I lie with her, and she with me,

    And in our faults, by these lies,

    We have our flattery.
    Reply

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  • David Wood 6/8/2013 4:34:00 AM

    A beautiful sonnet that captures all what a sonnet should be. Reply

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