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shakespeare-sonnets_139		shakespeare-sonnets_139			.txt	text/plain	129	13	100	CXXXIX. O! call not me to justify the wrong O! call not me to justify the wrong That thy unkindness lays upon my heart; Wound me not with thine eye, but with thy tongue: Use power with power, and slay me not by art, Tell me thou lov'st elsewhere; but in my sight, Dear heart, forbear to glance thine eye aside: What need'st thou wound with cunning, when thy might Is more than my o'erpress'd defence can bide? Let me excuse thee: ah! my love well knows Her pretty looks have been mine enemies; And therefore from my face she turns my foes, That they elsewhere might dart their injuries: Yet do not so; but since I am near slain, Kill me outright with looks, and rid my pain.	./cache/shakespeare-sonnets_139.txt	./txt/shakespeare-sonnets_139.txt