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Shakespeare's Sonnets - Sonnet 112
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Shakespeare's Sonnets - Sonnet 112Sonnet 112
112
Synopsis:
The pity asked for in s. 111 has here been received, and the poet therefore has no interest in others’ opinions of his worth or behavior.
Your love and pity doth th’ impression fill
Which vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow;
For what care I who calls me well or ill,
4So you o’ergreen my bad, my good allow?
You are my all the world, and I must strive
To know my shames and praises from your tongue;
None else to me, nor I to none alive,
8That my steeled sense or changes right or wrong.
In so profound abysm I throw all care
Of others’ voices that my adder’s sense
To critic and to flatterer stoppèd are.
12Mark how with my neglect I do dispense:
You are so strongly in my purpose bred
That all the world besides methinks ⌜are⌝ dead.