Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault,And I will comment upon that offence,Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt:

Against thy reasons making no defence.

Thou canst not (love) disgrace me half so ill,To set a form upon desired change,As I'll my self disgrace, knowing thy will,I will acquaintance strangle and look strange:

Be absent from thy walks and in my tongue,Thy sweet beloved name no more shall dwell,Lest I (too much profane) should do it wronk:

And haply of our old acquaintance tell.

For thee, against my self I'll vow debate,For I must ne'er love him whom thou dost hate.