by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
When my love swears that she is made of...
Language: English
When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutor'd youth,
Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue;
On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed.
But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
O! love's best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love loves not to have years told:
Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flatter'd be.
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Text Authorship:
- by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in Sonnets, no. 138 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Wallingford Riegger (1885 - 1961), "A Shakespeare Sonnet (No. 138)", op. 65, published 1957 [ baritone, SSABar chorus, and orchestra ], New York : Associated [sung text not yet checked]
- by Richard Simpson (1820 - 1876), "Sonnet CXXXVIII", 1865 [ medium voice and piano ] [sung text not yet checked]
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (François-Victor Hugo) , no title, appears in Sonnets de Shakespeare, no. 138, first published 1857
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This text was added to the website: 2010-08-13
Line count: 14
Word count: 117