From Your Tongue

Your love and pity doth the impression fill
Which vulgar scandal stamp'd upon my brow
For what care I who calls me well or ill
So you o'er-green my bad, my good allow
You are my all-the-world, and I must strive
To know my shames and praises from your tongue

None else to me, nor I to none alive
That my steel'd sense or changes right or wrong
In so profound abysm I throw all care
Of others' voices, that my adder's sense
To critic and to flatterer stopped are

Mark how with my neglect I do dispense
You are so strongly in my purpose bred
That all the world besides, methinks y' are dead

Mark how with my neglect I do dispense
You are so strongly in my purpose bred
That all the world besides, methinks y' are dead

Your love and pity doth the impression fill
Which vulgar scandal stamp'd upon my brow
For what care I who calls me well or ill
So you o'er-green my bad, my good allow
You are my all-the-world, and I must strive
To know my shames and praises from your tongue

None else to me, nor I to none alive
That my steel'd sense or changes right or wrong
In so profound abysm I throw all care
Of others' voices, that my adder's sense
To critic and to flatterer stopped are

Mark how with my neglect I do dispense
You are so strongly in my purpose bred
That all the world besides, methinks y' are dead

Mark how with my neglect I do dispense
You are so strongly in my purpose bred
That all the world besides, methinks y' are dead

Mark how with my neglect I do dispense
You are so strongly in my purpose bred
That all the world besides, methinks y' are dead

Mark how with my neglect I do dispense
You are so strongly in my purpose bred
That all the world besides, methinks y' are dead



Credits
Writer(s): William (dp) Shakespeare, Gabriel Braga Nunes, Lucas Hoffmann Trindade Da Silva
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