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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LXIV
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HE APPEALS AGAINST HIS BOND
 In my distress Love made me sign a bond,
 A cruel bond. `Twas by necessity
 Wrung from a foolish heart, alas, too fond,
 Too blindly fond, its error to foresee.
 And now my soul`s estate, in jeopardy,
 Lies to a pledge it never can redeem.
 Love`s loan was love, one hour of ecstasy,
 His penalty eternal loss of him.
 --See, I am penniless, the forfeit paid,
 And go a beggar forth from thy dear sight,
 My pound of more than flesh too strictly weighed
 And cut too near the heart. Fair Israelite,
 Thy plea was just. Thy right has been confessed.
 And yet a work of mercy were twice blessed.
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