Sunday, May 15, 2011

Sonnets 23-29

235.

guess what? good news! as of the completion of this blog, i am completely caught up on my blogs from the camping/blogger shutdown debacle! thank goodness. that means i can enjoy Typhoon Lagoon tomorrow without thinking of the multiple blogs i have to do. it probably doesn't seem like it, but these things take me forEVER. so yay! i'm free! now let's get to the sonnets.


24- describes the picture we have in our hearts of the ones we love. that image, however, can never hold the truth of the other person's heart.

25- let those who are blessed with fame and fortune enjoy it because it won't last. love lasts forever.

26- this poem is written humbly for love, in hopes that it is enough for the reader. a little confused by this one.

27- i love this sonnet! it expresses love so deep and desperate that the writer thinks about their love just as much in dreams as during the day. i could never possibly do it justice. just read it!

28- this poem is like a continuation of the previous poem. it describes the sun and moon's battle as a metaphor for the battle in his mind and heart.

29- this poem is lovely. (see it below.) it's a reminder that when he feels at his worst, jealous of other men's talents, friends, and possessions, he must remember that he has the most wondrous thing: love.


i am finding the sonnets more and more enjoyable. it just goes to show that you have to stick with it!

sonnet 26 was a little perplexing to me. i had trouble, in particular, with the couplet at the end. can anyone help?

is the narrator still talking to the friend here, or is he know talking to the lover? it's a little unclear to me. if he's talking to the friend then i would have a hard time believing his not gay or bisexual. either way, these sonnets are gorgeous. i particularly enjoyed numbers 27 and 29.

quote of the day:
'when, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
i all alone beweep my outcast state,
and trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
and look upon myself and curse my fate,
wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
with what i most enjoy contented least;
yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
haply i think on thee, and then my state,
like to the lark at break of day arising
from sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gates;
     for thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
     that then i scorn to change my state with kings.'
   -sonnet 29

9 plays, 4 poems, 29 sonnets down. 29 plays, 1 poem, 125 sonnets to go.

for tomorrow: The Life and Death of King John Intro Info

-rebecca may

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