When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though I know she lies.


Sonnet 138


When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.

When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.

When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.

When my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies.