That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;
The fact that you now have my mistress is not the only thing that causes me pain, although I did love her very much;
That she hath thee is of my wailing chief,
A loss in love that touches me more nearly.
I'm more upset that she has stolen you from me.
Loving offenders, thus I will excuse ye:
Thou dost love her, because thous know'st I love her,
Here's the reason why I forgive you both: you love her because you know I love her
And for my sake ev'n so doth she abuse me,
Suff'ring my friend for my sake to approve her.
And she is with you because she knows I love you, and she can love me better with your blessing.
If I lost thee, my loss is my love's gain,
And losing her, my friend hath found that loss
If I lose you, it means I get her, If I lose her, it means you get her.
Both find each other, and I lose both twain,
And both for my sake lay on me this cross
You're together and I've lost my relationships with both of you, but you are doing it for my own good.