1593-1603 by Shakespeare 
Sonnet 96 

1	Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness#
2	Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport.
3	Both grace and faults are loved of more and less#
4	Thou mak’st faults graces that to thee resort.
5	As on the finger of a thronèd queen
6	The basest jewel will be well esteemed,
7	So are those errors that in thee are seen
8	To truths translated and for true things deemed.
9	How many lambs might the stern wolf betray
10	If like a lamb he could his looks translate!
11	How many gazers mightst thou lead away
12	If thou wouldst use the strength of all thy state!
13	But do not so: I love thee in such sort
14	As, thou being mine, mine is thy good report.