Sonnet 89. Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault

Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault

And I will comment upon that offence

Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt:

Against thy reasons making no defence.

Thou canst not (love) disgrace me half so ill

To set a form upon desired change

As I'll my self disgrace, knowing thy will

I will acquaintance strangle and look strange: