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William Shakespeare (1564–1616). The Oxford Shakespeare: Poems. 1914.

“O! call not me to justify the wrong”

Sonnet CXXXIX

O! CALL not me to justify the wrong  
That thy unkindness lays upon my heart;  
Wound me not with thine eye, but with thy tongue:  
Use power with power, and slay me not by art.  
Tell me thou lovest elsewhere; but in my sight,          5
Dear heart, forbear to glance thine eye aside:  
What need’st thou wound with cunning, when thy might  
Is more than my o’erpress’d defence can bide?  
Let me excuse thee: ah! my love well knows  
Her pretty looks have been my enemies;   10
And therefore from my face she turns my foes,  
That they elsewhere might dart their injuries:  
  Yet do not so; but since I am near slain,  
  Kill me outright with looks, and rid my pain.