O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide | Sonnet CXI

O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,

The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,

That did not better for my life provide

Than public means which public manners breeds.

Thence comes it that my name receives a brand,

And almost thence my nature is subdu'd

To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.

Pity me then and wish I were renew'd;

Whilst, li...