Sonnet 040 (Hãy lấy hết đi, tình yêu này) Sonnet 040 (Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all)

Sonnet 040 (Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all)

Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all;
What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call;
All mine was thine, before thou hadst this more.
Then if for my love, thou my love receivest,
I cannot blame thee, for my love thou usest;
But yet be blamed, if thou thy self deceivest
By wilful taste of what thy self refusest.
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
Although thou steal thee all my poverty;