1593-1603 by Shakespeare 
Sonnet 117 

1	Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all
2	Wherein I should your great deserts repay,
3	Forgot upon your dearest love to call
4	Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day#
5	That I have frequent been with unknown minds,
6	And given to time your own dear-purchased right#
7	That I have hoisted sail to all the winds
8	Which should transport me farthest from your sight.
9	Book both my wilfulness and errors down,
10	And on just proof surmise accumulate#
11	Bring me within the level of your frown,
12	But shoot not at me in your wakened hate,
13	Since my appeal says I did strive to prove
14	The constancy and virtue of your love.