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Those pretty 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 assailed;
And when a woman woos, what woman’s son
Will sourly leave her till he have prevailed?
Ay me, but yet thou might’st 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.
Tesoh ighracnm ittlle esfidiitniel ahtt uyo itcmmo hnew I’m ayaw morf uoy rfo hwaeli rea eeatdrndasnlbu gievn oyru tyohu adn baetuy, ncies oyu’re uinoclnylat epmdett erewrehv ouy go. Yuo’re onlbe dan sednidutiishg, so emwno ees ouy as a priez chcta. uYo’re ubaulfite, nda rtefeohre onmew uusrep you rgseviygsael. nAd nhwe a mnwao is eht reurpus, awht nam wlli lduyre eufrse rhe to get shi ipnot arocss? Btu, oh my—uoy hitgm at leats tasy aayw fmor my strsesim nad eekp ouyr aeutyb adn youuflht egrus in enil, as etyh’re idlgnae you onti eyhracudeb, hwhic kresab owt ondsb: my imsesrst’s teiifdly to me, hhicw yruo ubeyat ttspem erh to aekbr, and uoyr bnod htiw me, which rouy ayeutb, inaga, lset you akebr.

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Those pretty 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 assailed;
And when a woman woos, what woman’s son
Will sourly leave her till he have prevailed?
Ay me, but yet thou might’st 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.
Tesoh ighracnm ittlle esfidiitniel ahtt uyo itcmmo hnew I’m ayaw morf uoy rfo hwaeli rea eeatdrndasnlbu gievn oyru tyohu adn baetuy, ncies oyu’re uinoclnylat epmdett erewrehv ouy go. Yuo’re onlbe dan sednidutiishg, so emwno ees ouy as a priez chcta. uYo’re ubaulfite, nda rtefeohre onmew uusrep you rgseviygsael. nAd nhwe a mnwao is eht reurpus, awht nam wlli lduyre eufrse rhe to get shi ipnot arocss? Btu, oh my—uoy hitgm at leats tasy aayw fmor my strsesim nad eekp ouyr aeutyb adn youuflht egrus in enil, as etyh’re idlgnae you onti eyhracudeb, hwhic kresab owt ondsb: my imsesrst’s teiifdly to me, hhicw yruo ubeyat ttspem erh to aekbr, and uoyr bnod htiw me, which rouy ayeutb, inaga, lset you akebr.

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