Jan 27, 2006 02:28
i hate to do this, but shakespeare's too awesome and i always get excited when we study things i like in class and want to share it with people an an an an an stuff. this one fits my overall perspective on kara anyway...much more so than the fleeting insecurities of sonnet 58.
So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure,
The which he will not every hour survey,
For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure.
Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare,
Since, seldom coming, in the long year set,
Like stones of worth they thinly placed are,
Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
So is the time that keeps you as my chest,
Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide,
To make some special instant special blest,
By new unfolding his imprison'd pride.
Blessed are you, whose worthiness gives scope,
Being had, to triumph, being lack'd, to hope.
(mind that "so is the time..." isn't saying that time is like the chest, rather that similar to the metaphors before it, time (possibly memory?) keeps the subject of the poem locked up like the aforementioned chest. it confused me til i looked it up :). oh also, um....key/lock, "point of pleasure," "unfolding," . . . heh.)
shakespeare