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Let me confess that we two must be twain, 
Although our undivided loves are one: 
So shall those blots that do with me remain 
Without thy help by me be borne alone. 
In our two loves there is but one respect, 
Though in our lives a separable spite, 
Which though it alter not love’s sole effect,
Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love’s delight.
I may not evermore acknowledge thee, 
Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
Nor thou with public kindness honour me, 
Unless thou take that honour from thy name:
   But do not so; I love thee in such sort 
   As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report.

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