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Sonnet 65 Full Poem by William Shakespeare with Summary and Theme

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Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea



Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o'er-sways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no longer than a flower?
O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out
Against the wreckful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall time's best jewel from times chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?

O, none, unless this miracle have might,
That is black ink mt love may still shine bright.

- William Shakespeare



Theme:


Sonnet 65 is the continuation of sonnet 64, in these sonnets, Shakespeare depicted the endless ravage of time on love and life. For him, Time is the ultimate destroyer, it destroys everything that anyone thinks is endless. The clutches of time are destructive, it destroys every mortal thing of a civilization.

Summary:


In the sonnet, the poet wants to say that neither brass nor stone nor even the boundless ocean is strong enough to repel the dismal force of mortality. Time is all destructive, it changes everything, it fades and sullies all the past, neither beauty nor massive stones nor even the steel gates can stop the decaying nature of time. Time is unstoppable, it always keeps going. At the ending of the poem, Shakespeare says that it's only his black ink that can survive this catastrophe of time, it's his poem that would last till eternity.



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