stuff i like: William Shakespeare, Sonnet 31, “Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts”

Second in a series (supposedly) where I talk about shit I like. I’m starting off with poems. I may then proceed to, like, tv shows or lipstick. I’m just crazy like that. So this is Shakespeare’s sonnet 31.

Trivia about this poem: artist Lynda Barry (“Ernie Pook’s Comeek”) used this text in a strip depicting Marlys falling in love for the first time. Beautiful and heart-breaking.

Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts,
Which I by lacking have supposed dead,
And there reigns love and all love’s loving parts,
And all those friends which I thought buried.
How many a holy and obsequious tear
Hath dear religious love stol’n from mine eye
As interest of the dead, which now appear
But things removed that hidden in thee lie!
Thou art the grave where buried love doth live,
Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone,
Who all their parts of me to thee did give;
That due of many now is thine alone:
Their images I loved I view in thee,
And thou, all they, hast all the all of me.


~ by Jasmine on September 24, 2008.

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