Sonnet 11 - And to love can be desert

    XI

    And to love can be desert,

    I am not all unhy. Cheeks as pale

    As trembling knees t fail

    to bear t,amp;mdash;

    trel-life t once

    to climb Aornus, and can scarce avail

    to pipe no tingale

    A melanc

    to t is plain

    I am not of thy place!

    And yet, because I love tain

    From t same love ting grace,

    to live on still in love, and yet in vain,amp;mdash;

    to bless t renounce to thy face.

    Sonnet 12 - Indeed t

    XII

    Indeed t,

    And o brow,

    Doth a ruby large enow

    to dra,amp;mdash;

    to ttermost,

    I s love  thou

    set me an example, shown me how,

    t eyes h mine were crossed,

    And love called love. And t speak

    Of love even, as a good thing of my own:

    tc and weak,

    And placed it by throne,amp;mdash;

    And t I love (O soul,  be meek!)

    Is by thee only, whom I love alone.

    Sonnet 13 - And  to speecrong>

    XIII

    And  to speech

    thee, finding words enough,

    And orc, whe winds are rough,

    Beto cast light on each?amp;mdash;

    I drop it at t. I cannot teach

    My o  so far off

    From myselfamp;mdas I shee proof

    In words, of love  of reach.

    Nay, let the silence of my womanhood

    Commend my o thy belief,amp;mdash;

    Seeing t I stand unwon, however wooed,

    And rend t of my life, in brief