Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 115, by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE



Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

SONNET: 115, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: Those lines that I before have writ do lie
Last Line: To give full growth to that which still doth grow?


Those lines that I before have writ do lie,
Even those that said I could not love you dearer:
Yet then my judgment knew no reason why
My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer.
But reckoning time, whose million'd accidents
Creep in 'twixt vows and change decrees of kings,
Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp'st intents,
Divert strong minds to the course of altering things;
Alas, why, fearing of time's tyranny,
Might I not then say 'Now I love you best,'
When I was certain o'er incertainty,
Crowning the present, doubting of the rest?
Love is a babe; then might I not say so,
To give full growth to that which still doth grow?





Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!


Other Poems of Interest...



Home: PoetryExplorer.net