Romantic Collusion
When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies…
Therefore I lie with her and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flatter’d be.
–Sonnet CXXXVIII (138)


When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies…
Therefore I lie with her and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flatter’d be.
–Sonnet CXXXVIII (138)
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