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Act I, Scene 117

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  • Shakespeare. Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all
    Wherein I should your great deserts repay,
    Forgot upon your dearest love to call,
    Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day;
    That I have frequent been with unknown minds 1630
    And given to time your own dear-purchased right
    That I have hoisted sail to all the winds
    Which should transport me farthest from your sight.
    Book both my wilfulness and errors down
    And on just proof surmise accumulate; 1635
    Bring me within the level of your frown,
    But shoot not at me in your waken'd hate;
    Since my appeal says I did strive to prove
    The constancy and virtue of your love.

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