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Shakespeare's Sonnet 133

  1    Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
  2    For that deep wound it gives my friend and me;
  3    Is't not enough to torture me alone,
  4    But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?
  5    Me from myself thy cruel eye hath taken,
  6    And my next self thou harder hast engross'd:
  7    Of him, myself, and thee, I am forsaken,
  8    A torment thrice threefold thus to be crossed.
  9    Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward,
 10    But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bail;
 11    Whoe'er keeps me, let my heart be his guard;
 12    Thou canst not then use rigor in my gaol:
 13      And yet thou wilt; for I, being pent in thee,
 14      Perforce am thine, and all that is in me.

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