Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator | Summary of Sonnet 92 in the Table of Contents | Notes for Sonnet 92 |
1 But do thy worst to steal thyself away, 2 For term of life thou art assured mine, 3 And life no longer than thy love will stay, 4 For it depends upon that love of thine. 5 Then need I not to fear the worst of wrongs, 6 When in the least of them my life hath end. 7 I see a better state to me belongs 8 Than that which on thy humour doth depend; 9 Thou canst not vex me with inconstant mind, 10 Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie. 11 O, what a happy title do I find, 12 Happy to have thy love, happy to die! 13 But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot? 14 Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not. |
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