Marius de Vries - Take All My Loves (Sonnet 40) lyrics

[Rufus] Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all; What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call; All mine was thine, before thou hadst this more Then, if for my love, thou my love receivest I cannot blame thee, for my love thou usest; But yet be blam'd, if thou thy self deceivest By wilful taste of what thyself refusest I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief Although thou steal thee all my poverty: And yet, love knows it is a greater grief To bear love's wrong, than hate's known injury (I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief Although thou steal thee all my poverty: And yet, love knows it is a greater grief To bear love's wrong, than hate's known injury I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief Although thou steal thee all my poverty) [Marius de Vries] Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all; What hast thou then more than thou hadst before? No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call; All mine was thine, before thou hadst this more Then, if for my love, thou my love receivest I cannot blame thee, for my love thou usest; But yet be blam'd, if thou thy self deceivest By wilful taste of what thyself refusest I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief Although thou steal thee all my poverty: And yet, love knows it is a greater grief To bear love's wrong, than hate's known injury Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows k** me with spites yet we must not be foes [Rufus] k** me with spites yet we must not be foes To bear love's wrong, than hate's known injury Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows k** me with spites yet we must not be foes