Sonnet #125

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Sonnet #125

CXXV.

Were 't aught to me I bore the canopy,
With my extern the outward honouring,
Or laid great bases for eternity,
Which prove more short than waste or ruining?
Have I not seen dwellers on form and favour
Lose all, and more, by paying too much rent,
For compound sweet forgoing simple savour,
Pitiful thrivers, in their gazing spent?
No, let me be obsequious in thy heart,
And take thou my oblation, poor but free,
Which is not mix'd with seconds, knows no art,
But mutual render, only me for thee.
Hence, thou suborn'd informer! a true soul
When most impeach'd stands least in thy control.

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[Matsiah]

Well, - being irrelevantly unsure of the author - I think I see an acknowledgment of the authors achievements, in hopes of showing his capability of doing great things. I also recognize a vision of what he could offer to a partner; therefore, revealing the entire purpose of the work's existence. Though, I could easily have read this wrong. By the way, I took notice of no other comments; If this is an area I should not be posting, I'd like to apologize now. I liked it; the part I could comprehend, that is.

[B-Mental]

Matsiah, feel free to post where you like... oh and welcome to the forums.