A Shakespearian Sonnet Translation by Jade Tinslay
In bygone days thy love I held alone
and thought it ever would to me belong.
I spurned thy company and will atone
thy face I could not count in beauty’s throng.
Alas, another sought thee at first sight,
’tis past the hour for me to gaze anew.
Quick footed sleep forsakes my endless night,
the shadow of thy step my woes bedew.
I pray, mercy bestow but one time more;
renew what once was coupled in thy heart.
Observe that truth I praise and wrong deplore;
foreswear Eros the blind who saw us part!
Thus now I see his arms hath thee embraced-
I want thee back whom I didst spurn in haste.