Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits... (Sonnet XLI) Lyrics

Those petty wrongs that liberty commits

When I am sometime absent from thy heart

Thy beauty and thy years full well befits

For still temptation follows where thou art

Gentle thou art and therefore to be won

Beauteous thou art, therefore to be assail'd

And when a woman woos what woman's son

Will sourly leave her till she have prevail'd

Ay me! but yet thou mightest my seat forbear

And chide thy beauty and thy straying youth

Who lead thee in their riot even there

Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth

Hers by thy beauty tempting her to thee

Thine, by thy beauty being false to me

Ay me! but yet thou mightst my seat forbear

And chide thy beauty and thy straying youth

Who lead thee in their riot even there

Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth

Ay me! but yet thou mightst my seat forbear

And chide thy beauty and thy straying youth

Who lead thee in their riot even there

Where thou art forced to break a twofold truth