Celebrating Poetry in April: 23: Sonnet 145 by William Shakespeare

Today we celebrate the life of William Shakespeare, who was rumored to be born on this day in 1564; it is also the date in which he died in 1616. This is sonnet 145, and as you can tell, we won’t be able to get to all of them in this short month of a mere 30 days as we celebrate the sonnet during National Poetry Month.

I hope you enjoy today’s reading. 🙂

Sonnet 145, by William Shakespeare

Those lips that love’s own hand did make
Breathed forth the sound that said “I hate,”
To me that languished for her sake.
But when she saw my woeful state,
Straight in her heart did mercy come,
Chiding that tongue that ever sweet
Was used in giving gentle doom,
And taught it thus anew to greet.
“I hate” she altered with an end
That followed it as gentle day
Doth follow night, who, like a fiend,
From heaven to hell is flown away.
“I hate” from hate away she threw.
And saved my life, saying “not you.”

Celebrating Poetry in April: 19: Sonnet 30 by William Shakespeare

Good evening, and welcome to day 19 of celebrating National Poetry Month. Today is April 19, and in celebration of beginning Hamlet tomorrow with my seniors, I thought we’d read another Shakespeare sonnet.

Sonnet 30, “When to the Sessions of Sweet Silent Thought,” by William Shakespeare. 

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 can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er
The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restor’d, and sorrows end.

Celebrating Poetry in April: 6. Shakespeare’s Sonnet 98

Greetings, everyone.

This is one of my favorites (though I feel like I keep saying that about every sonnet that I read). Truth is, I’m a Shakespeare nut, so maybe all 154 are favorites…

Anyway, today’s reading is Sonnet 98, another appropriate choice for our days of isolation as we stay close together…at a distance.

Without further ado…. Sonnet 98.

Celebrating Poetry in April: 1. Sonnet 116

In celebration of poetry month (April), I’ve decided to read a sonnet every day this month to my seniors, simply to share my love for words, especially in the sonnet form.

I will be sharing them with you here as well, after I share with my students.

Today’s sonnet is by the one and only, Bill Shakespeare, published in 1607. Without further ado, Sonnet 116.