Shakespeare continues writing about his toxic relationship with the recipient of his sonnets. Has the recipient been cheating on him?

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No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.All men make faults, and even I in this,Authórizing thy trespass with compare,Myself corrupting salving thy amiss,Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are:For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense—Thy adverse party is thy advocate—And ‘gainst myself a lawful plea commence.Such civil war is in my love and hate,   That I an áccessory needs must be   To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.

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