Paul Kelly - Sonnet 138 Lyrics
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Sonnet 138
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What Are The Lyrics For Sonnet 138 By Paul Kelly?
When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies That she might think me some untutored youth Unlearned in the world's false subtleties Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young Although she knows my days are past the best Simply I credit her false speaking tongue On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed O, I lie with her, and she lies with me In our faults by lies we flattered be Yes, I lie with her, and she lies with me In our faults by lies we flattered be But wherefore says she not she is unjust? And wherefore say not I that I am old? O, love's best habit is in seeming trust And age in love loves not t' have years told I lie with her, and she lies with me In our faults by lies we flattered be I lie with her, and she lies with me In our faults by lies we flattered be I lie with her, she lies with me In our faults by lies we flattered be Yes, I lie with her, and she lies with me In our faults by lies we flattered be |
Who Wrote Sonnet 138 By Paul Kelly?
Paul Maurice Kelly, William Shakespeare
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