Sonnet 134: So, now I have confess'd that he is thine

1So, now I have confess'd that he is thine,

2And I my self am mortgag'd to thy will,

3Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mine

4Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still:

5But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free,

6For thou art covetous, and he is kind;

7He learn'd but surety-like to write for me,

8Under that bond that him as fast doth bind.

9The statute of thy beauty thou wilt take,

10Thou usurer, that putt'st forth all to use,

11And sue a friend came debtor for my sake;

12So him I lose through my unkind abuse.

13 Him have I lost; thou hast both him and me:

14 He pays the whole, and yet am I not free.