That thou hast her, it is not all my grief...
Sonnet 42That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be said I loved her dearly; That she hath thee, is of my wailing chief, A loss in love that touches me more nearly. Loving offenders, thus I will excuse ye: Thou dost love her, because thou knowst I love her; And for my sake even so doth she abuse me, Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her. If I lose thee, my loss is my love's gain, And losing her, my friend hath found that loss; Both find each other, and I lose both twain, And both for my sake lay on me this cross: But here's the joy; my friend and I are one; Sweet flattery! then she loves but me alone. |
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I was pretty keen on her, but the fact that you’ve taken her is not the worst of my worries. It’s much worse that she’s taken you; that’s much more painful a loss to me.
I’ll excuse you two loving offenders like this:
You love her, because you know I love her; and likewise she too loves you for the same reason, letting my lover love her for my sake. I might lose you, but my loss is my lover’s gain. I lose her, and my love again profits from my loss. You’ve both found each other, and I’ve lost both of you, and both of you for my sake make me suffer in this way.
Here’s the twist, though: my lover and I are one entity. Marvellous! That means she loves just me.
I’ll excuse you two loving offenders like this:
You love her, because you know I love her; and likewise she too loves you for the same reason, letting my lover love her for my sake. I might lose you, but my loss is my lover’s gain. I lose her, and my love again profits from my loss. You’ve both found each other, and I’ve lost both of you, and both of you for my sake make me suffer in this way.
Here’s the twist, though: my lover and I are one entity. Marvellous! That means she loves just me.