[00:06.446]That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,[00:10.434]And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;[00:14.182]That she hath thee, is of my wailing chief,[00:18.435]A loss in love that touches me more nearly.[00:22.875]Loving offenders, thus I will excuse ye:[00:26.623]Thou dost love her, because thou knowst I love her;[00:31.374]And for my sake even so doth she abuse me,[00:35.632]Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her.[00:39.886]If I lose thee, my loss is my love's gain,[00:44.631]And losing her, my friend hath found that loss;[00:53.835]Both find each other, and I lose both twain,[00:54.088]And both for my sake lay on me this cross:[00:58.592]But here's the joy; my friend and I are one;[01:05.090]Sweet flattery! then she loves but me alone.