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On the Contrarieties of Love

(Second Sonnet)

ONE loves me though his homage I disdain;

And one for whom I languish mocks my smile.

To double torment thus doth pride beguile,

And make me loathe and love at once in vain;

On him who honors casting wanton stain,

And hazarding to be esteemèd vile

By wooing where I am not sought, the while

I waste the patience of a gentler swain.

So must I fear despite to my good fame;

For here with vanity, with conscience there,

My blushing cheeks betray my needless shame:

’Tis I am guilty towards this guiltless pair.

For shame! to court a light-love’s woeful name,

And leave an earnest lover to despair.