Sonnet 72

Lyrics
O, lest the world should task you to recite What merit liv'd in me, that you should love After my death (dear love) forget me quite For you in me can nothing worthy prove; Unless you would devise some virtuous lie To do more for me than mine own desert And hang more praise upon deceased I Than niggard truth would willingly impart; O, lest your true love may seem false in this That you for love speak well of me untrue My name be buriеd where my body is And live no morе to shame nor me nor you: For I am shamed by that which I bring forth And so should you, to love things nothing worth
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Credits
- Writers
- William Shakespeare