| SONNET 58 |
PARAPHRASE |
| That god forbid that made me first your slave, |
God, who first made me your slave, forbid, |
| I should in thought control your times of pleasure, |
That I should, even in thought, control your times of happiness, |
| Or at your hand the account of hours to crave, |
Or crave to know how you spend your hours, |
| Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure! |
Being your servant, bound to wait for your leisure! |
| O, let me suffer, being at your beck, |
O, let me suffer, being at your beck and call, |
| The imprison'd absence of your liberty;* |
The imprisoned absence of your freedom, |
| And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each cheque, |
And may I tame patience into suffering, and take every insult, |
| Without accusing you of injury. |
Without accusing you of doing wrong to me. |
| Be where you list, your charter is so strong |
Wherever you may be, your freedom is so complete |
| That you yourself may privilege your time |
That you yourself may decide what you do with your time |
| To what you will; to you it doth belong |
To do whatever you want; to you alone it belongs. |
| Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime. |
You must pardon yourself of any crimes you may commit. |
| I am to wait, though waiting so be hell; |
I am to wait, though waiting may be hell; |
| Not blame your pleasure, be it ill or well. |
And not blame your pleasure, be it good or bed. |