SONNET 133	PARAPHRASE
Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan	Curse you for making me suffer
For that deep wound it gives my friend and me.	by hurting both me and my friend.
Is't not enough to torture me alone,	Isn't it enough to torture me,
But slave to slavery my sweet'st friend must be?	but to also to enslave my friend?
Me from myself thy cruel eye hath taken,	You have taken me from myself,
And my next self thou harder hast engrossed.	and you have bought (engrossed) my other self.
Of him, myself, and thee I am forsaken -	I am deprived of him (my friend and your lover), myself and you -
A torment thrice three-fold thus to be crossed.	and thus tormented three times.
Prison my heart in thy steel bosom's ward,	Imprison me in your cold heart,
But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bail.	but release my friend.
Whoe'er keeps me, let my heart be his guard.	Whoever stays with me, my heart will protect him,
Thou canst not then use rigour in my jail.	and your cruelty cannot touch him there.
And yet thou wilt, for I, being pent in thee,	But, alas, it can, for I am imprisoned by you,
Perforce am thine, and all that is in me.	and you have power over me and all that is mine.