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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: 139, by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: O call me not to justify the wrong
Last Line: Kill me outright with looks and rid my pain.
First Line: O call me not to justify the wrong
Last Line: Kill me outright with looks and rid my pain.
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,
Dear heart, forbear to glance thine eye aside:
What need'st thou wound with cunning when thy might
Is more than my o'er-press'd defense can bide?
Let me excuse thee: ah! my love well knows
Her pretty looks have been mine enemies,
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.
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