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William Shakespeare
No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done;
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Sonnet 35

No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done;
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
All men make faults, and even I in this,
Authorizing thy trespass with compare,
Myself corrupting salving thy amiss,
Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;
For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense--
Thy adverse party is thy advocate--
And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence;
Such civil war is in my love and hate,
That I an accessary needs must be,
To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.
 

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