Friday, May 18, 2001

Sonnet C Comments

Rating: 3.1

Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long
To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?
Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song,
Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light?
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William Shakespeare
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Fabrizio Frosini 07 November 2015

There was probably an interval of some months between this and the last Sonnet; and very likely there had been no personal interview between the poet and his friend for a still longer period (lines 9,10) . The poet now calls upon his Muse to resume her strains, and, in defiance of Time, to celebrate the fame of his friend.

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Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out

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* Sunprincess * 25 December 2013

~Give my love fame faster than Time wastes life; So thou prevent'st his scythe and crooked knife. ~ ......no worries William..your muse has served you well love the ending of this wonderful write....

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Egal Bohen 11 February 2006

A bit of self criticism here I think by William.......

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