Shakespeare (Sonnet 94)

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AG: So, [Sonnet 94]

They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow; They rightly do inherit heaven’s graces And husband nature’s riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer’s flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die, But if that flower with base infection meet, The basest weed out-braves his dignity; For sweetest things turn … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 73)

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AG: And (Jack) Kerouac’s favorite (Shakesperean Sonnet) was Sonnet 73 (page 215) which is the same thought but even more beautifully and more mellowly expressed, as an appeal, actually an appeal to his boyfriend that “You’d better… Let’s make it now. We ain’t got much more time. We can only have it now and if we delay and if we confuse the matter, that time is going to pass and the possibility of the bliss that we might have had on earth is going to go by. So we’d better do it.” , or “You’d better..better listen to me” … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 64)

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[Parian Marble statue of Hermes, 1st Century BC,]

When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defac’d The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers I see down-razed And brass eternal, slave to mortal rage; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the wat’ry main, Increasing store with loss, and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate — That Time will come and take my love … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 58)

[Master and Slave – Tom of Finland]

That God forbid, that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure, Or at your hand th’ account of hours to crave, Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure! O, let me suffer (being at your beck), Th’ imprison’d absence of your liberty; And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each check, Without accusing you of injury. Be where you list, your charter is so strong That you yourself may privilege your time To what you will; to you it doth belong Yourself to pardon of … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 57)

Allen Ginsberg on Shakespeare’s Sonnets continued.

AG: Then, a very poignant one that …number 64…well, no, no, no, number 57 (which you don’t have), where he really gets so pushed in the love affair that he gets into a sort of sado-masochistic relation and will give anything if his boyfriend will be nice to him – number 57, which you don’t have, so I’ll read it, beginning, ominously “Being your slave..” (So, actually, it’s a slave-master relation that he’s setting up)

Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 35)

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Allen Ginsberg on Shakespeare’s Sonnets (continuing from here)

No more be griev’d at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud. All men make faults, and even I in this, Authorizing thy trespass with compare, Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss, Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are; For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense, (Thy adverse party is thy advocate) And ‘gainst myself a lawful plea commence: Such civil war is in my love and hate That … Read More

Shakespeare – Sonnet 33

[J,M.W. Turner Norham Castle Sunrise, collection of the Tate Gallery, London]

Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all triumphant splendor on my brow; But out! alack! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask’d … Read More

Shakespeare – Sonnet 30

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[Sorrowing Old Man (At Eternity’s Gate) (Trauernder alter Mann) (1890) –Vincent Van Gogh – oil on canvas 31/9 x 25.6 inches – Kröller-Müller Museum, Otterlo, Netherlands]

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste: Then can I drown an eye, unus’d to flow, For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night, And weep afresh love’s long since cancell’d woe, And moan the expense of many a vanish’d sight: Then … Read More

Shakespeare – Sonnets 29 & 18

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[“Like to the lark at break of day arising….”]

When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featur’d like him, like him with friends possess’d, Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, … Read More

Shakespeare – Sonnet 20

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[Portrait of 16th Century Flemish gentleman, artist unknown]

A woman’s face with Nature’s own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman’s gentle heart, but not acquainted With shifting change, as is false women’s fashion; An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth; A man in hue, all hues in his controlling, Much steals men’s eyes and women’s souls amazeth. And for a woman wert thou first created; Till Nature, as she wrought thee, fell a-doting, And by addition me of thee defeated, By adding one thing to my … Read More