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hadst this more. Then if for my love thou my love receivest, I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest?! ut yet be blamed, if thou thyself deceivest By wilful taste of what thyself refusest. I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief, Although thou steal thee all my poverty。 And yet, love knows, it is a greater grief To bear love’s wrong than hate’s known injury. Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows, Kill me with spites。 yet we must not be foes. 奪掉我的愛,愛呵,請通通奪去?! 】纯幢饶阋延械哪芏嘈┦裁? 沒什么,愛呵,稱得上真情實義?!?