Грамматические значения в переводе

I cannot blame thce for my love thou usest;

But yet be blam'd, 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.

That god forbid, that made me first your slave,

I should in thought control your times of pleasure,

Or at your hand the account of hours to crave,

Being your vassal bound to stay your leisure!

O, let me suffer, being at your beck,

The imprison'd absence of your liberty,

And patience, tame to sufferance, bide* each check

Without accusing you of injury.

Be where you list, your charter is so strong

That you yourself may privilege your time

To what you will; to you it doth belong

Yourself to pardon of self-doing crime.

I am to wait, though waiting so be hell;

Not blame your pleasure, be it ill or well.

Даже самый тщательный анализ этих сонетов не дает никаких указаний на то, к кому они обращены — к мужчине или к женщине. (Видимо, это не случайно: сонеты Шекспира имеют общечеловеческое, философское звучание и написаны они нарочито таким образом, чтобы их можно было отнести к человеку вообще.) Посмотрим теперь, как перевел эти сонеты С. Я. Маршак:

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