O, how thy worth with manners may I sing,
When thou art all the better part of me?
What can mine own praise to mine own self bring?
And what is't but mine own when I praise thee?
Even for this let us divided live,
And our dear love lose name of single one,
That by this separation I may give
That due to thee which thou deserv'st alone.
O, absence what a torment wouldst thou prove,
Were it not thy sour leisure gave sweet leave
To entertain the time with thoughts of love,
Which time and thoughts so sweetly doth deceive,
And that thou teachest how to make one twain
By praising him here who doth hence remain!
Sonnet 039: O, How Thy Worth With Manners May I Sing
William Shakespeare
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Poem topics: alone, dear, sweet, single, bring, remain, prove, live, absence, worth, torment, time, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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