So, now I have confessed that he is thine, <br />And I my self am mortgaged to thy will, <br />Myself I'll forfeit, so that other mine <br />Thou wilt restore to be my comfort still. <br />But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free, <br />For thou art covetous, and he is kind, <br />He learned but surety-like to write for me <br />Under that bond that him as fist doth bind. <br />The statute of thy beauty thou wilt take, <br />Thou usurer, that putt'st forth all to use, <br />And sue a friend, came debtor for my sake; <br />So him I lose through my unkind abuse. <br /> Him have I lost, thou hast both him and me; <br /> He pays the whole, and yet am I not free.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-134-so-now-i-have-confessed-that-he-is-th/
