I lose your company; therefore, forbear[892] a while
There’s something tells me, but it is not love,
I would not lose you; and you know yourself,[893]
Hate counsels not in such a quality.
I could teach you
How to choose right, but then I am forsworn;
So will I never be; so may you miss me;
But if you do, you’ll make me wish a sin,
That I had been forsworn. Beshrew[894] your eyes,
They have o’erlook’d me and divided me;