A promise

I cannot start a war for you
As Menelaus did for Helen of Troy,
Nor can I take my life for you
As Priamus himself for Thisbe did destroy.

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I cannot fight my cousin for you
As Palamon did for Emily to gain,
Nor can I go to Hades for you
As Orpheus did for Euridice in vain.

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There’s much I cannot do for you
But this I can, though gaining no renown,
To reconcile myself to you
And say my sorrys ere the sun goes down.

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