William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Sonnet Cl - Poem by William Shakespeare

O, from what power hast thou this powerful might
With insufficiency my heart to sway?
To make me give the lie to my true sight,
And swear that brightness doth not grace the day?
Whence hast thou this becoming of things ill,
That in the very refuse of thy deeds
There is such strength and warrantize of skill
That, in my mind, thy worst all best exceeds?
Who taught thee how to make me love thee more
The more I hear and see just cause of hate?
O, though I love what others do abhor,
With others thou shouldst not abhor my state:
If thy unworthiness raised love in me,
More worthy I to be beloved of thee.


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  • Rookie - 178 Points Brian Jani (4/26/2014 9:18:00 AM)

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  • Gold Star - 14,713 Points * Sunprincess * (1/8/2014 8:45:00 PM)

    .....beautiful lines indeed...
    ~O, from what power hast thou this powerful might
    With insufficiency my heart to sway?
    To make me give the lie to my true sight,
    And swear that brightness doth not grace the day? ~ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 18, 2001

Poem Edited: Friday, May 18, 2001


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