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Title: Madeline Reads Shakespeare's 142nd Sonnet View count: 82 Rating: 5.0 (3 ratings) Description: #142 Love is my sinne, and thy deare vertue hate, Hate of my sinne, grounded on sinfull loving, O but with mine, compare thou thine owne state, And thou shalt finde it merrits not reprooving, Or if it do, not from those lips of thine, That have prophand their scarlet ornaments, And seald false bonds of love as oft as mine, Robd others beds revenues of their rents. Be it lawfull I love thee as thou lovst those, Whome thine eyes wooe as mine importune thee, Roote pittie in thy heart that when it growes, Thy pitty may deserve to pittied bee. If thou doost seeke to have what thou doost hide, By selfe example maist thou be denide. I am in the process of reading all Shakespeare's sonnets. My interpretations are drawn from the 1609 quarto as emended by C.D. Atkins. Tags: shakespeare, sonnet, sonnets, iambic, pentameter, read, aloud, spoken, word, metrical, meter, Author: msbunburyist |
