XXXVI. Let me confess that we two must be twain
        
          Let me confess that we two must be twain,
          Although our undivided loves are one:
          So shall those blots that do with me remain,
          Without thy help, by me be borne alone.
          In our two loves there is but one respect,
          Though in our lives a separable spite,
          Which though it alter not love 's sole effect,
          Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love 's delight.
          I may not evermore acknowledge thee,
          Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
          Nor thou with public kindness honour me,
          Unless thou take that honour from thy name:
          		 But do not so, I love thee in such sort,
          		 As thou being mine, mine is thy good report.