Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
And burn the long-lived phoenix in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet'st.
And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets.
But I forbid thee one most heinous crime;
Oh, carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,
Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;
Him in thy course untainted do allow
For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.
Yet, do thy worst, old Time. Despite thy wrong
My love shall in my verse ever live young.

~William Shakespeare, Sonnet 19

2 Comments:

Blogger dyingember said...

Question for you sonneteers out there: Why in line 9 does Shakespeare use "thy", and in line 10 use "thine"
My only guess is that "thine" shows possession of a concrete thing : the antique pen, and "thy" shows possession of an abstract thing : hours...is this true?

Anyone?!

2:49 PM  
Blogger woundedlord said...

it is sarcasm

"Oh, carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,
Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen"

"worry not...
nor dwell on ideal or dreams ... others, time and 'the worst' will transend and make the memory seem (sentimentally) forever young."

"A kiss is just a kiss,
a sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by"

3:02 PM  

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