<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=338170" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 151</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love is too young to know what conscience is,<br>Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?<br>Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,<br>Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove;<br>For, thou betraying me, I do betray<br>My nobler part to my gross body’s treason.<br>My soul doth tell my body that he may<br>Triumph in love—flesh stays no father reason,<br>But, rising at thy name, doth point out thee<br>As his triumphant prize—proud of this pride,<br>He is contented thy poor drudge to be,<br>To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side.<br>  No want of conscience hold it that I call<br>  Her "love" for whose dear love I rise and fall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Shakespeare">William Shakespeare</a> from <i>Sonnets</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=338170" data-title="Sonnet 151 de William Shakespeare" data-description="Love is too young to know what conscience is,/Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?/Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,/Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove;/For, thou betraying me, I do betray/My nobler part to my gross body..."></div> </div> </div>

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