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02-11-2009, 03:10 AM
Sonnet #133
CXXXIII.br /br /Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groanbr /For that deep wound it gives my friend and me!br /Is't not enough to torture me alone,br /But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?br /Me from myself thy cruel eye hath taken,br /And my next self thou harder hast engross'd:br /Of him, myself, and thee, I am forsaken;br /A torment thrice threefold thus to be cross'd.br /Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward,br /But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bail;br /Whoe'er keeps me, let my heart be his guard;br /Thou canst not then use rigor in my gaol:br /And yet thou wilt; for I, being pent in thee,br /Perforce am thine, and all that is in me.
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CXXXIII.br /br /Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groanbr /For that deep wound it gives my friend and me!br /Is't not enough to torture me alone,br /But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?br /Me from myself thy cruel eye hath taken,br /And my next self thou harder hast engross'd:br /Of him, myself, and thee, I am forsaken;br /A torment thrice threefold thus to be cross'd.br /Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward,br /But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bail;br /Whoe'er keeps me, let my heart be his guard;br /Thou canst not then use rigor in my gaol:br /And yet thou wilt; for I, being pent in thee,br /Perforce am thine, and all that is in me.
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