Shake-speares Sonnets, Never before Imprinted/Sonnet 96
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For other versions of this work, see Sonnet 96 (Shakespeare).
96
Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonesse,
Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport,
Both grace and faults are lou'd of more and lesse:
Thou makst faults graces, that to thee resort:
As on the finger of a throned Queene,
The basest Iewell wil be well esteem'd:
So are those errors that in thee are seene,
To truths translated, and for true things deem'd.
How many Lambs might the sterne Wolfe betray▪
If like a Lambe he could his lookes translate.
How many gazers mighst thou lead away,
If thou wouldst vse the strenght of all thy state?
But doe not so, I loue thee in such sort,
As thou being mine, mine is thy good report.
Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonesse,
Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport,
Both grace and faults are lou'd of more and lesse:
Thou makst faults graces, that to thee resort:
As on the finger of a throned Queene,
The basest Iewell wil be well esteem'd:
So are those errors that in thee are seene,
To truths translated, and for true things deem'd.
How many Lambs might the sterne Wolfe betray▪
If like a Lambe he could his lookes translate.
How many gazers mighst thou lead away,
If thou wouldst vse the strenght of all thy state?
But doe not so, I loue thee in such sort,
As thou being mine, mine is thy good report.