Those lips that Love's own hand did make,
Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate',
To me that languish'd for her sake:
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
Was us'd in giving gentle doom;
And taught it thus anew to greet;
'I hate' she alter'd with an end,
That followed it as gentle day,
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heaven to hell is flown away.
'I hate', from hate away she threw,
And sav'd my life, saying 'not you'.
The Sonnets Cxlv - Those Lips That Love's Own Hand Did Make
William Shakespeare
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Poem topics: I love you, heart, heaven, life, night, mercy, sweet, tongue, straight, sake, follow, sound, Valentine's Day, away, love, I miss you, gentle, hate, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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