I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary self, Pursued my humor not pursuing his, And gladly shunned who gladly fled from me.


The Works of William Shakespeare (ed. 1909)


I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary self, Pursued my humor...

I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary self, Pursued my humor...

I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary self, Pursued my humor...

I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary self, Pursued my humor...