Sonnet 40

Don’t believe me when I wanted to lie! Even that I’ve had a thought is dearer I love you but not told the reason why Nothing for being better or clearer Be my wife, be my wife, and I will talk! Though I have no decrees of famous kings But I would like you to go for a walk I will express the days of blooming things In don’t need to hear sad love’s tyranny Of many things that they have said the best The alligations but incertainty Teaching life and nobody could no rest Only two of us I have just known so Not the third people make happiness grow.