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mike thomas
08-06-2010, 09:19 AM
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye,
And all my soul, and all my every part;
And for this sin there is no remedy,
It is so grounded inward in my heart.
Methinks no face so gracious is as mine,
No shape so true, no truth of such account,
And for myself mine own worth do define,
As I all other in all worths surmount.
But when my glass shows me myself indeed,
Beated and chopped with tanned antiquity,
Mine own self-love quite contrary I read;
Self so self-loving were iniquity.
'Tis thee (my self) that for myself I praise,
Painting my age with beauty of thy days.

sonnet 62.

I can only see me in this, can anyone see anyone else?

regards

xman
08-08-2010, 02:02 AM
Well I'm not exactly sure what you're asking, but the writer's 'self' is his subject in the first half of this one. His 'own self' picks up from his 'other self' when he is forced to consider himself within a looking glass. So there's two selves in all, The loved young man subject and the writer himself.

mike thomas
01-11-2011, 04:35 PM
Thanks for that. No, I cannot see any young man, in fact I cannot see a woman. Lines 13 and 14

'Tis thee (my self) that for myself I praise,
Painting my age with beauty of thy days.

Seem to be the writer of the sonnet talking to his image in the mirror.

What am I not getting?

kelby_lake
01-14-2011, 12:43 PM
Thanks for that. No, I cannot see any young man, in fact I cannot see a woman. Lines 13 and 14

'Tis thee (my self) that for myself I praise,
Painting my age with beauty of thy days.

Seem to be the writer of the sonnet talking to his image in the mirror.

What am I not getting?

I reckon it basically translates as "You remind me of myself when I was younger. Your beauty keeps me young."

OrphanPip
01-14-2011, 02:50 PM
Or he is made beautiful vicariously through the Fair Youth.

mike thomas
01-10-2012, 09:40 AM
Well I'm not exactly sure what you're asking, but the writer's 'self' is his subject in the first half of this one. His 'own self' picks up from his 'other self' when he is forced to consider himself within a looking glass. So there's two selves in all, The loved young man subject and the writer himself.


So its all about me then