Do you like this poem?

I read it for the first time this morning and it brought tears to my eyes. This is greatness.

Sonnet 88 (Shakespeare):

When thou shalt be dispos’d to set me light,
And place my merit in the eye of scorn,
Upon thy side, against myself I’ll fight,
And prove thee virtuous, though thou art forsworn.
With mine own weakness being best acquainted,
Upon thy part I can set down a story
Of faults concealed, wherein I am attainted;
That thou in losing me shalt win much glory:
And I by this will be a gainer too;
For bending all my loving thoughts on thee,
The injuries that to myself I do,
Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me.
Such is my love, to thee I so belong,
That for thy right, myself will bear all wrong.


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  • I like it. Amazing expression of a seeming duality, born from holding another with such an intensely high regard as to willingly aid in their emotional dissection of yourself. While this sacrificial effort to save our loved one from suffering any pain is selfless, we eventually see our nobility unnecessarily reflected in the world's mirror.

    • Yes, exactly. 😍😍😍


      It's like a surrender of self for love... I wonder what sort of epiphany or reward awaits a person for such an act. I know, taking the higher road in certain situations has catapulted me a blissful state. Being 'right', standing up for oneself... what does it matter in the end if you lose the person you love?

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    • You're the cookie baker.

      This explains your powers... you also know through your dark secret powers that was a chubby kid that loved cookies.

    • Damn! I knew I should've shut up. Now you've pulled back the curtain and figured me out.

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  • Nice poem. What I've notice is that English poetry is less metaphoric than Spanish poetry.

    • Poetry from just Spain?

      I love Neruda as the following poem reminds me of someone.

      XVII (I do not love you...)
      I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
      or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
      I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
      in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

      I love you as the plant that never blooms
      but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
      thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
      risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

      I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
      I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
      so I love you because I know no other way

      than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
      so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
      so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

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    • I remember that I read that poem at school, express feelings difficult to explain.

    • @Kilapan
      It's a good one.

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  • It's an okay poem but I cried when you cried

    • Lol

      Tell me how you were summoned? Seriously, did you see my look at your page? Are you admin here?

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    • Coincidence lol

    • That can't be a coincidence... especially because of what you said before about thinking of you. I'm not kidding, I was on your profile and I got a notification from you.

  • it's fine


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