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Calamus 13 "Calamus taste"
A celebration of nature in March, an entreaty to enjoy and nurture growth. Both botanical and metaphorical, our personal growth. Some lovely turns of phrase:
Gushes from the throats of birds
Frost-mellowed berries
But I'm here for the gay reading. The erotic is latent in all this burgeoning spring. But it's also more explicit. That first line "Calamus taste" sure is promising if we understand Calamus as a phallic symbol. Then there's the "pinks of love", the "young persons wandering out in the fields", the "love-buds".
It's not porny or anything but it's a little horny. The physical exuberance of springtime.
This poem got edited heavily down in later versions, and perhaps it needed it. But he eliminated one of my favorite lines, "I must change the strain". Gonna drop that in conversation next time I need to change the topic.
Sonnet 128 - CXXVIII
How oft when thou, my music, music play'st,
Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds
With thy sweet fingers when thou gently sway'st
The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap,
To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
Whilst my poor lips which should that harvest reap,
At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
To be so tickled, they would change their state
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NOTHING!
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Sonnet 119 - CXIX
What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw myself to win!
What wretched errors hath my heart committed,
Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never!
How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted,
In the distraction of this madding fever!
O benefit of ill! now I find true
That better is by evil s…
Sonnet 043 - XLIII
When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see,
For all the day they view things unrespected;
But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee,
And darkly bright, are bright in dark directed.
Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright,
How would thy shadow's form form happy show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so!
How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made
Sonnet 119 - CXIX
What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw myself to win!
What wretched errors hath my heart committed,
Whilst it hath thought itself so blessed never!
How have mine eyes out of their spheres been fitted,
In the distraction of this madding fever!
O benefit of ill! now I find true
That better is by evil s…