#shakespeare sonnet

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been slaving away tryna learn sonnet 38 for my voice performance tomorrow wish me luck

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the barista lady in the treviso café fucking giggles every time you buy the fancy coffee lucanis likes from her btw. can't believe the game is calling out rook and me like this

[two-bees-poetry]

i am become OR a sonnet for the macbeths

[apoemaday]

Sonnet CXXX

by William 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.

[mrs-starkgaryen]

Favourite Shakespeare's Histories

After my other poll, I am going to be specific. There shall be a battle of the favourites!!

For the love of Shakespeare, please reblog for a better analysis

[kozmosjeravnodusan]

just started reading his sonnets and this is just so so useful tyyy <3

also would recommend this site: https://poemanalysis.com/william-shakespeare/154-sonnets/

it has a detailed analysis of each stanza (if thats the right word) for each sonnet

How I Read Shakespeare!!

this is a small post about how i read shakespeare, which is not by any means a definite guide, its just how i read shakespeare. hope it helps :)

I have this copy of Shakespeare's sonnets, published by Macmillan Popular Classics, Pan Macmillan.

I first have a read through of the sonnet, and try to understand the lines. I would advise not directly jumping into the poetry guides becuase it is very important that you try to interpret the poem in your own way. What I believe is that the poem is not only about what the poet has to say, it is also about the way you take it into account, so you should always read the poem in your own way first.

Next, I use this website to understand the lines I can't at first. It is a very, very helpful website which allowed me to understand a lot of poems. I read the lines one by one, first the original version then the mordern version. As I go along, I underline and write down the new words I cannot understand, and also some interesting points that are shown on the website like:

you may, of course, use a dictionary for new wourds if you like.

Next, I read the sonnet again, with the meaning in my mind and interpret it in my way, now being able to appreciate the beauty of the Bard's words. Then, I go to this site to read the summary of the poem, incase if I have missed any points. It gives an important insight to the meaning of the poem.

After annotating, I then read the sonnet all over again, taking the meaning, the words and my interpretation in, all of it increasing the beauty of the poem tenfold.

+BONUS: here is a playlist to listen to when you are reading shakespeare.

That's all!

Love, Lizzy

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Martin Hilský Transgender Day of Visibility pride GIF

M.H. o Shakespearově 20. sonetu: „Je to takový... dneska bych řekl až ‚transgenderový‘ sonet, ten dvacátý.“ zdroj: https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=2875&v=7jTwkAK-6-c&feature=youtu.be

[adventuresofalgy]

Despite the forbidding weather, Algy managed to struggle slowly onwards, battling his way against the driving sleety snow with his precious pumpkin lantern gripped firmly in his beak.

Before long, however, the too-short November day began to draw to a close… but as it did, the precipitation finally stopped, and the setting sun managed to break through the clouds for its only moment of glory on that dim and dreary afternoon.

Alighting on a bank beside a pretty lochan, Algy rested briefly on the frosty ground with his magic pumpkin tucked in close by his side, to watch the fleeting burst of golden light before finding himself a safe perch for the night in the inviting tree which overlooked the water.

With Elizabethan poetry still running around inside his chilled but still-fluffy head, Algy was reminded of a famous sonnet, and although he had read in learned tomes that Shakespeare was actually thinking of a Fair Youth when he wrote this verse, in his own case Algy was reflecting solely on the perfidy of the sun itself, which would be his for very much less than one hour on this particular day…

Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack! he was but one hour mine; The region cloud hath mask'd him from me now. Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.

[Algy is thinking of Sonnet 33 by the late 16th/early 17th century (Elizabethan) famous English playwright and poet William Shakespeare.]

[flowersandfashion]

Sun & Moon

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Clock (Words by William Shakespeare, Read by Neil Gaiman, Music by FourPlay StringQuartet)

Released on World Shakespeare Day 2023, this is Clock, Shakespeare’s Sonnet 12, read by Neil Gaiman and set to a haunting musical backdrop by Australia's FourPlay String Quartet. Taken from their debut album Signs of Life.

Read by Neil Gaiman Violin & vocals – Lara Goodridge Viola – Shenzo Gregorio Viola & vocals– Tim Hollo Cello & vocals – Peter Hollo

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Sonnet 57 by William Shakespeare

Being your slave what should I do but tend Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend; Nor services to do, till you require.

Nor dare I chide the world without end hour, Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour, When you have bid your servant once adieu; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought Save, where you are, how happy you make those. So true a fool is love, that in your will, Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.

Sonnet 57 describes love in terms of utter servitude. The lover's relationship with their beloved has been understood to be an unequal relationship given the language used to describe such feelings of waiting for the beloved to return at the expense of one's own self. This becomes more apparent when looking at the other sonnets centered around the Fair Youth, especially Sonnet 58 which is the partner to this one, yet such a reading seemingly downplays the observation of the ending couplet: love causes the lover to be the slave to their beloved. Love causes one to be a fool, causes one to overlook their beloved's failings and bad characteristics, causes one to forget their own self in the face of their beloved, and so forth. (But to go further into this would get into literary analysis, which is beyond the aim of this post.)

Parmen understands Kirk is the captain of a ship and knows that is a position of leadership, so forcing Kirk to recite a sonnet that uses the language of slavery and servitude is meant to reverse Kirk's status. This is meant to be as degrading as possible: to take away his command, to prevent him from helping his crew and those he cares for, to make him crawl and beg. Kirk absolutely has services to do towards his crew and lacks his own precious time as a result of the duty of the captaincy, so for him to recite these lines is both ironic and furthers the insult.

The elements of duty, loyalty, and the foolishness brought on by love are also at play here, specifically that Kirk's sense of duty to his job and his love for those he cares about ensnares him. This is why Kirk continues to urge McCoy to not give in to Parmen, even if it means saving himself from suffering if McCoy were to choose to stay. Kirk continues to put the lives of his friends and crew before his own. This is the same Kirk who, when infected by the polywater virus from The Naked Time, speaks openly about what he keeps buried: that he has no life of his own. He lives in service to the ship, to her crew, to Starfleet. He has no time for rest or love and refuses to fully indulge in such things. He has refused shore leave until tricked into taking it by Spock and has ended relationships for his job despite clearly desiring love.

For Parmen to take this sonnet and put it into Kirk's mouth speaks to that same idea offered in its ending couplet, that love for another can be a chain that binds and a thing that blinds one, be it to any faults of who they love or their own needs and wants as an individual. After all, Kirk and Spock could have left. They were told to and were given the option, but they stay out of duty and loyalty. Both are a kind of love to their work and those they share it with, but more than that, they stay out of their love and care for McCoy as a person. And all three of them suffer for that love as a result.

[whileiamdying]

Sonnet XXIX

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 possess'd, 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 gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

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Sonnet 19 | Assad Zaman | Sonnets in Solitude

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Free Shakespeare's Sonnets Typeset

The lily I condemned for thy hand, And buds of marjoram had stol’n thy hair; The roses fearfully on thorns did stand, One blushing shame, another white despair;

May I present Shakespeare's Sonnets, sized for half letter (letter folio)?

Or would you prefer something else, something better (better what, ho or bro?) ...Bad rhymes aside, the full FREE pdf of Shakespeare's Sonnets can be found here in my public domain works library. Feel free to tag me if you use, or if you find any errors! This was my first time doing a typeset for poetry, and I wanted to make sure that the visual aspect of the media was portrayed in the layout, by giving the text a lot of space and putting each sonnet on it's own page. For the title page, I found a super cool art nouveau design I just had to use from streamlinehq (it's the wrong kind of lily, but still, vibes). Unfortunately, I was limited in only being to download 10 of them before I got hit with the subscription tier limit. So far I've managed to make all my typesets 100% free (outside of buying Affinity), but this maaay have to be my first purchase cause I just really love the full art sets. Art nouveau my beloved.