Sonnet # 35
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud:
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
All men make faults, and even I in this,
Authorizing thy trespass with compare,
Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,
Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;
For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense,
Thy adverse party is thy advocate,
And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence:
Such civil war is in my love and hate,
That I an accessary needs must be,
To that sweet thief which sourly...
comforting don't you think?
2007-01-18 15:38:17
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answered by cat c 2
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Sonnet 60, why because it tells the tale of a love so pure and refined that it lasts throughout trial and age, a true example in a day where most marriages last a few years. But to tell you the truth, I love Shakespear in general. The beauty of the spoken word is revealed only in such classic works as Shakespear.
2007-01-17 18:10:09
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answered by Cayla 3
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answered by Anonymous
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I always felt that # 130 was the best, and speaks to how lovers ignore and flatter one another's faults; it recognizes, in the last few lines, that we do love because of and also in spite of our lover's faults. Such a witty way to describe this worldwide habit!
Sonnet CXXX (Wm. Shakespeare).
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.
2007-01-17 20:37:10
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answered by Longshiren 6
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Mine is Sonnet 18:
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
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But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
I like it best since it's one of the sonnets we're required to study in a literature course and it's so enchanting that H.E.Bates,a British author, used part of it as a novel title, "The Darling Buds of May". It's a wonderful book I read years ago.
2007-01-17 19:19:46
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answered by Arigato ne 5
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they are all the ones that make u wonder ----y did shakespeare write.they r all disgusting.
2007-01-17 23:48:15
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answered by Anonymous
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i dont like him
2007-01-17 18:11:20
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answered by k_quraim 1
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they all stink
2007-01-17 18:26:25
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answered by gscott43206 2
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