I Have Seen Many Glorious Mornings
Flatter the mountain-tops with kingly eye,
Kissing with golden face the green meadows,
Pale streams coated with heavenly magic;
Soon allowed the lowest clouds to ride
With ugly burden on his heavenly face,
And from the miserable world his face hide,
Creeping unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my son one early morn was born
With all-triumphant splendor on my head;
But, oh, so sad! he was but one hour mine,
The dark cloud has hid him from me now.
But for this my love did not disdain him;
Suns of the world may die when heaven's sun dies.
Sonnet XXXIII
I read that Wordsworth thought sonnet 33 was Shakespeare's finest. What are your thoughts? It seems sad though as it appears to refer to the loss of a friend. But at least he did not disdain him for it.
ReplyDeleteI like this poem too. A bunch of his other sonnets are very lovey dovey and a little boring, but this one seems to have real feeling, like he really loves the person. I think this sonnet is talking about the loss of a son because it says that in line 9. The son was born one morning and then later he died. I think he probably died the day he was born. I think all of Shakespeare's children died young and none of them made it to adulthood.
ReplyDeleteGood thoughts. I had read that it was actually about a young friend of his. Apparently he really enjoyed his friendship, but as the young man grew older he didn't want to spend time with Shakespeare anymore and the subsequent loss of friendship was like a "death" to him. At least that is what the commentators think.
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