Shakespeare's Sonnets: For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any

For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any,Who for thy self art so unprovident.Grant if thou wilt, thou art belov'd of many,But that thou none lov'st is most evident:For thou art so possess't with murd'rous hateThat 'gainst thy self thou stick'st not to conspire,Seeking that beaut'ous roof to ruinateWhich to repair should be thy chief desire:O change thy thought that I may change my mind!Shall hate be fairer lodg'd than gentle love?Be as thy presence is, gracious and kind,Or to thy self at least kind-hearted prove. Make thee an other self for love of me, That beauty still may live in thine or thee.