
Shakespeare's Sonnet 120
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Shakespeare tries to tell his lover that they have both cheated on each other so they should just call it quits and move on...Sonnet 120That you were once unkind befriends me now,And for that sorrow, which I then did feel,Needs must I under my transgression bow,Unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel.For if you were by my unkindness shaken,As I by yours, you've passed a hell of time;And I, a tyrant, have no leisure takenTo weigh how once I suffered in your crime.O! that our night of woe might have rememberedMy deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits,And soon to you, as you to me, then tenderedThe humble salve, which wounded bosoms fits! But that your trespass now becomes a fee; Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me.
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