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

Sonnet XC.

“Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now”

THEN hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now 
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, 
Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, 
And do not drop in for an after-loss: 
Ah! do not, when my heart hath ’scap’d this sorrow,         5
Come in the rearward of a conquer’d woe; 
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow, 
To linger out a purpos’d overthrow. 
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last, 
When other petty griefs have done their spite,  10
But in the onset come: so shall I taste 
At first the very worst of fortune’s might; 
  And other strains of woe, which now seem woe, 
  Compar’d with loss of thee will not seem so. 



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