Free Essays On Shakespeares Sonnet 118 :: Sonnet essays

Analysis of Sonnet 118   Like as, to make our appetites more keen, With gauge compounds we our palate urge As to prevent our maladies unseen We sicken to ostracise sickness when we sick Even so, being full of your neer render sweetness, To bitter sauces did I frame my feeding And, sick of welfare, found a kind of meetness To be diseasd ere that there was true needing.j Thus policy in love, to anticipate The ills that were not, grew to faults assurd, And brought to treat a healthful state Which, rank of goodness, would by ill be curd But thence I learn, and find the lesson true, Drugs embitter him that so fell sick of you.     This is another sonnet that Hieatt found to dispense certain similarities with Spencers _Ruines of Rome In Sonnets 118 the conceit of health rank in goodness anticipating and so precipitatin sickness mirrors, first, Ruines 10--the rank seed who destroy themselves--and, second, Ruines23--the Roman people impatient of pleasures f aint desires, becoming the point of their own fimes, as in a vicious body gross unhealthiness / Soon produces through humors superfluity. Having a possible source for this sonnet, we will at one time move to a paraphrasing of the sonnet. 1-2 In order to make our appetites more aware (of taste), we persuade our palate by ingesting stimulating dishes 3-4 In order to prevent unforeseen sickness, we purge ourselves Ingram/jRedpath note, The old-fashioned purges were very powerful, and could indeed make people feel highly ill, to make that sickness feign, yet become sick by doing so 5-6 As this is, I apportioned my diet to unsavory dishes base company from being (so) full of your unattackable sweetness 7-8 And, overindulged in happiness, I found a requisite jusxtaposition of becoming diseased (from the purging) because I was in need of, 1) the sickness, or 2) your love or both 9-10 Thus, it is a sly almost overly-sly outline in love, to anticipate the malefactors that are not alw ays thought of, which grow into affirmed faults 11-12 And make a healthful state of me available to medicine which, gross almost with a sense of glutton with goodness, would be cured by the malefactors 13-14 But from this I learn, and find the lesson moral true, that the drugs that poisoned him identity unknown possibly in general are the same ones that make me fall (love) sick for you.