Shakespeare's Sonnets: Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now

Sonnet 90

Original Text

SHAKE-SPEARES SONNETS (London: G. Eld for T. T. and sold by William Aspley, 1609): f3v.

1Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now,

2Now while the world is bent my deeds to cross,

3Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,

7Give not a windy night a rainy morrow

8To linger out a purpos'd over-throw.

9If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,

10When other petty griefs have done their spite,

12At first the very worst of fortune's might;

13 And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,

14 Compar'd with loss of thee, will not seem so.

4] for an after loss] as a late (anticlimactic) loss. Back to Line

5] Extrametrical, like line 7. Back to Line

6] Come in the rearward] bring up the rear. conquer'd woe] a sorrow (that I have) gotten over. Back to Line

11] shall: stall Q Back to Line

Publication Start Year

1609

RPO poem Editors

Ian Lancashire

RPO Edition

2008

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