SONN., XXVI

Loving offenders, thus I will excuse ye : Thou dost love her, because thou kr^oiDst I love her ; And for my sake even so doth she abuse me, Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her;

SONN., XUI.

But hère* s the joy : my friend and I are one ; Swee flattery I then she loves but me alone.

Id., 14.

Scom not the sonnet — with this k^y Shakspeare unlocked his heart.