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- # Sonnet 36
## Overview
"Sonnet 36" is a poem by William Shakespeare, presented as a single sonnet. It was extracted from a larger collection of poetry and is part of a digital workflow.
## Context
This sonnet is included in the [Venus and Adonis, Lucrece, Sonnets, and Pericles (Facsimile Editions)](arke:01KG6S3KNZT62WVVW4VT384KPF) collection. The collection itself was derived from the file named [pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt](arke:01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA) and is part of the [PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53](arke:01KG6NWQ2H2K4PGG7H4ZHYCZ3Y) collection. This specific sonnet follows [Sonnet 35](arke:01KG6S4BK3DNCB9GJPRYWYG5RW) and precedes [Sonnet 37](arke:01KG6S4BK3XC58YZC4D2CA2J9P).
## Contents
The text of "Sonnet 36" explores themes of separation and enduring love. The speaker acknowledges that despite their shared affection, external circumstances may force them apart. The sonnet grapples with the potential shame or public disapproval that could arise from their association, leading the speaker to contemplate concealing their connection. However, the poem concludes with a reaffirmation of love, suggesting that the speaker's reputation is intrinsically tied to the beloved's.
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- **I** Et me confesse that we two must be twaine,
Although our undeuided loues are one:
So shall those blots that do with me remaine,
Without thy helpe, by me be borne alone,
In our two loues there is but one respect,
Though
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# SHARE-SPEAKER
Though in our lives a separable spight,
Which though it alter not loses sole effect,
Yet doth it steale sweet houses from loues delight,
I may not euer-more acknowledge thee,
Least my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
Nor thou with publike kindneffe honour me,
Vnleffe thou take that honour from thy name:
But doe not so, I loue thee in such sort,
As thou being mine, mine is thy good report.
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- Sonnet 36