Sonnet CL

O, from what power hast thou this powerful might	1
With insufficiency my heart to sway?	2
To make me give the lie to my true sight,	3
And swear that brightness doth not grace the day?	4
Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill,	5
That in the very refuse of thy deeds	6
There is such strength and warrantize of skill	7
That, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds?	8
Who taught thee how to make me love thee more	9
The more I hear and see just cause of hate?	10
O, though I love what others do abhor,	11
With others thou shouldst not abhor my state:	12
If thy unworthiness raised love in me,	13
More worthy I to be beloved of thee.	14