(based on Shakespeare's Sonnet X )
For shame! Deny that thou bear'st love to any,
Who for thyself are death-loyal, unhesitant.
Grant if thou wilt thou art belov'd of many,
But that thou none lov'st is most evident;
For thou are so possess'd with grieving hate,
That 'gainst thyself thou stick'st not to conspire,
Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate,
Which to defend should be thy chief desire.
O change thy thought, regaining thy mind!
Shall grief and pride be held, not gentle love?
Be, as his presence is, gracious and kind,
Or, to Gondor at least, wise-hearted prove;
Make thee another choice; remember faith,
That justice still may live, thy grief replace.