Shake-speares Sonnets, Never before Imprinted/Sonnet 112
For other versions of this work, see Sonnet 112 (Shakespeare).
112Your loue and pittie doth th'impression fill,Which vulgar scandall stampt vpon my brow,For what care I who calles me well or ill,So you ore-greene my bad, my good alow?You are my All the world, and I must striue,To know my shames and praises from your tounge,None else to me, nor I to none aliue,That my steel'd sence or changes right or wrong,In so profound Abisme I throw all careOf others voyces, that my Adders sence,To cryttick and to flatterer stopped are:Marke how with my neglect I doe dispence.You are so strongly in my purpose bred,That all the world besides me thinkes y'are dead,