SS 139 Do not ask me to justify the wrong That your unkindness lays upon my heart; Do not wound me with your eye but with your tongue; Use your power to kill me with power, therefore, do not kill me by artifice. Tell me you have other lovers, but when you are in my sight, Darling, refrain from looking at them: Why do you need to wound me in this way when your power, Is greater than my taxed power of resistance can stand? But let me plead an excuse for you: my beloved knows That her wanton looks have been my enemies, And therefore she turns her eyes away from me, That they may inflict injuries on someone else: Yet do not do this; since I am already nearly slain by your actions, Kill me right now and rid me of my mental anguish.