Reading All's Well, that Ends Well — William Shakespeare

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Hell.

Then I confesse

Here on my knee, before high heauen and you,

That before you, and next vnto high heauen, I loue your

Sonne:

My friends were poore but honest, so's my loue:

Be not offended, for it hurts not him

That he is lou'd of me; I follow him not

By any token of presumptuous suite,

Nor would I haue him, till I doe deserue him,

Yet neuer know how that desert should be:

I know I loue in vaine, striue against hope:

Yet in this captious, and intemible Siue.

I still poure in the waters of my loue

And lacke not to loose still; thus Indian like

Religious in mine error, I adore

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