سونيت 40

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Detail of old-spelling text سونيت 40 في كوارتو 1609
Q1 Q2 Q3 C 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 thyself deceivest By wilful taste of what thyself refusest. I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief, Although thou steal thee all my poverty: And yet, love knows, it is a greater grief To bear love’s wrong than hate’s known injury. Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows, Kill me with spites; yet we must not be foes. 4 8 12 14 —William Shakespeare[1]

السونيت 40 هي واحدة من السوناتات الـ 154 التي كتبها الكاتب والشاعر الإنجليزي وليم شكسبير.

مراجع

1. Pooler، C[harles] Knox، المحرر (1918). The Works of Shakespeare: Sonnets. The Arden Shakespeare [1st series]. London: Methuen & Company. OCLC:4770201. مؤرشف من الأصل في 2020-04-13.