Sonnet 119

Shakespeare. Sonnet 1

«What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distill’d from limbecks foul as hell within».
 

Arguing that his actions were impulsive and uncontrollable, the poet sincerely apologizes for betraying the youth.

Sonnet 119
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What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distill’d 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 still made better;
And ruin’d love, when it is built anew,
Grows fairer than at first, more strong, far greater.
So I return rebuked to my content
And gain by ill thrice more than I have spent.

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He describes the destruction of the relationship as tragic, for it is his most prized possession: “What wretched errors hath my heart committed, / Whilst it hath thought itself so blessèd never!” However, he acknowledges that there are some benefits from the relationship’s demise.

Sonnet 119 takes the reader from the poet’s infatuation for the youth to his newfound attraction — the Dark Lady. Although she is never directly named, she is likened to “this madding fever,” and hers are “Siren tears / Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within.” Full of remorse, the poet returns to his old love with greater poignancy and ardor (lines 12 and 13). Nevertheless, there is more hope than certainty that by “ruined love” rebuilt he shall find a love made stronger by the breach.

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