This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. Summary: Sonnet 73 In this poem, the speaker invokes a series of metaphors to characterize the nature of what he perceives to be his old age.
Previous section Sonnet 60 Next section Sonnet Read a translation Read a translation of Sonnet Take a Study Break. This is how he is now, it is not some prognostication of decay, or a brief glimpse forwards to some imaginary time. The picture is more like that of age on his death-bed, of the autumn tree, of the onset of night, of the actuality of dying.
The thought seems closer to the anonymous 16th. As ye came from the holy land Of Walsinghame Met you not with my true love By the way as you came? She hath left me here alone, All alone, as unknown, Who sometime did me lead with herself, And me loved as her own.
What's the cause that she leaves you alone And a new way doth take, That sometime did love you as her own, And her joy did you make? I have loved her all my youth, But now old, as you see: Love likes not the falling fruit, Nor the withered tree.
Some lines from T he Passionate Pilgrim of , which are often attributed to Shakespeare, are also relevant. See below. Perhaps Shakespeare was offering this sonnet as a charm to ward off rejection.
Perhaps the rejection was already evident and this is just a historical analysis of what he already knows to be the truth, a deja vu of love's forgetfulness.
Or perhaps he genuinely felt that age had stolen a march on him. From The Passionate Pilgrim. Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together: Youth is full of pleasaunce, Age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare.
The emendation of Q's rn'wd quiers to ruined choirs is generally accepted. In Shakespeare's day it was quyre, quire, or quiere. The choir is the part of the church at the top, eastern end, the chancel, where the choristers stood and sang. Shakespeare uses the word seven times, only twice with this meaning. The rich stream Of lords and ladies, having brought the queen To a prepared place in the choir, fell off A distance from her; H8.
Since the publication of Empson's Seven Types of Ambiguity in the extract is given at the bottom of this page commentators tend to agree that the imagery recalls the many ruined abbeys and churches which were left to decay after Henry VIII's dissolution of the monasteries.
We are our true selves. We are not our true selves. You can avoid eye contact, You can elect not to hear how hurt or angry they sound in their voice. Online, people miss your body language, tone of voice. How can you be more of yourself, while really showing less of your true self? If the boundaries between reality and virtual-reality are blurring, and our relationships are blending, how will technology affect our understanding of traditional norms, such as marriage, politics, work?
Or perhaps, as Turkle suggests, there is a third possiblity—we are both. I am doubtful about how well the virtual world translates into the real world. As much as the worlds blend, there are still at this point distinct palpable differences. I would be curious to know if similar stories are told across different socio-economic levels, regions of the United States, or ethnic backgrounds. We are all in the process of dying even as we live. Explanation: klondikegj and 2 more users found this answer helpful.
In the sonnet the speaker is talking about how the audience can see him approaching death.
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