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Those lips that love’s own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said “I hate”
To me that languished for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that, ever sweet,
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet:
“I hate” she altered with an end
That followed it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heav'n to hell is flown away.
   “I hate” from hate away she threw,
  And saved my life, saying “not you.”
ohsTe psli ttha loko iekl yhet ewre daem by het dedssog of eovl lerefhs aedterbh fothr het dosrw, “I teha”—dan ehs swa gnkltai to me, the man woh’s ignnip iwht veol rfo erh. tuB hewn seh asw woh anppyuh seh’d eamd me, mcyer came nito ehr tarhe adn she heicdd erh ewets toeung, hchiw is luaslyu so gnelte adn uimcrfel, dna atught it to pasek nsoeigmth lsee to me. Seh geancdh “I eaht” by iddagn a wef sdowr the yaw dya lwfsolo ihtgn, ahtt fiedn ngfliy ofmr neveah to hell: Seh tkoo hetrda wyaa from “I tahe,” vgsian my ilef thwi “ont yuo.”

Original Text

Modern Text

Those lips that love’s own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said “I hate”
To me that languished for her sake;
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that, ever sweet,
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet:
“I hate” she altered with an end
That followed it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who like a fiend
From heav'n to hell is flown away.
   “I hate” from hate away she threw,
  And saved my life, saying “not you.”
ohsTe psli ttha loko iekl yhet ewre daem by het dedssog of eovl lerefhs aedterbh fothr het dosrw, “I teha”—dan ehs swa gnkltai to me, the man woh’s ignnip iwht veol rfo erh. tuB hewn seh asw woh anppyuh seh’d eamd me, mcyer came nito ehr tarhe adn she heicdd erh ewets toeung, hchiw is luaslyu so gnelte adn uimcrfel, dna atught it to pasek nsoeigmth lsee to me. Seh geancdh “I eaht” by iddagn a wef sdowr the yaw dya lwfsolo ihtgn, ahtt fiedn ngfliy ofmr neveah to hell: Seh tkoo hetrda wyaa from “I tahe,” vgsian my ilef thwi “ont yuo.”

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