Sonnet 36. 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.