This poem which is consists of lines from Shakespeare's Macbeth, uses the idea that people are not who they seem to be.
My dearest love,
Gentleman on whom I built an absolute trust
Make my seated heart knock at my ribs
Free hearts each to other
Do I put up that womanly defence?
My dearest love promised no less
Who could refrain a heart to love?
An innocent flower that seems to speak things strange
An innocent flower shall deceive the love that follows us
His touch, false face, false heart
Sensible to feeling as to sight
A foolish thought, this noble passion
There's no such thing
Confusion now hath made his masterpiece
I am afraid to think so brainsickly of things
Come in, equivocator
There's a dagger in men's smiles
"I could play the woman with mine eyes"
The merciless, doubly redoubled, my dearest love
Could not fill up the cistern of my lust and my desire
To betray a false creation through his eyes
My dearest love confess'd and proved the name of truth
He deserves to lose, throw away the dearest thing he owed
Thy hope ends here, I know him now
False, deceitful, smacking of every sin
Tears shall drown the wind
As you have done to this.
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