Can I for your love a sonnet create,
Marry meter and rhyme with my passion,
That the purest depths of my soul may sate
For just one measure of time your fashion?
Would you for devote love a fool accept
If only pretty words he wrote to you,
If his song only into your heart crept,
Accept him and allow his soul sing true?
But love can’t be wrought in ten syllables,
Hearts can’t be conquered by rhyme or meter,
Sweetest words cannot your soul enable
Lest my deeds prove to you all the sweeter.
If my art cannot make your heart submit,
Could I be granted a lifetime to earn it?
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