Shakespeare's Sonnets: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan

Shakespeare's Sonnets: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan

Sonnet 133

Original Text
SHAKE-SPEARES SONNETS (London: G. Eld for T. T. and sold by William Aspley, 1609): h4v.
1Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
2For that deep wound it gives my friend and me!
3Is 't not enough to torture me alone
4But slave to slav'ry my sweet'st friend must be?
5Me from my self thy cruel eye hath taken,
6And my next self thou harder hast engrossed.
7Of him, my self, and thee I am forsaken,
8A torment thrice three-fold thus to be crossed.
9Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward,
10But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bail;
11Who e'er keeps me, let my heart be his guard.
12Thou can'st not then use rigour in my jail;
13    And yet thou wilt, for I being pent in thee,
14    Perforce am thine and all that is in me.

Notes

1] Beshrew] curse. Back to Line
4] slav'ry] slauery Q. Back to Line
5] Possibly extrametrical, with line 7. Back to Line
6] next] nearest (i.e., the beloved friend). engrossed] monopolized. Back to Line
8] crossed] defeated; possibly crossed out (erased), crucified. Back to Line
9] ward] jail. Back to Line
10] bail] pledge, release from arrest. Back to Line
11] keeps] has custody of. guard] ward. Back to Line
12] rigour] severity. Back to Line
Publication Start Year
1609
RPO poem Editors
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition
2008
Rhyme
ababcdcdefefgg
Form
sonnet