🔵Full Many A Glorious Morning Sonnet 33 - William Shakespeare Summary Analysis Sonnet 33 Shakespeare
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- Full Many A Glorious Morning - Sonnet 33 by William Shakespeare - Summary Analysis - Sonnet 33 by William Shakespeare
1565 - 1616
Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my sun one early morn did shine
With all-triumphant splendor on my brow;
But, out, alack! he was but one hour mine,
The region cloud hath mask’d him from me now.
Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;
Suns of the world may stain when heaven’s sun staineth.
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Sonnet 33 theme speaker is trying his best to get over his lover betrayal. Comparing his straying or with holding lover to sun , speaker reflects that even most beautiful morning sometimes let’s itself be spoiled by storm clouds .
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Of course ,the poet could be paranoid ; beautiful people act exactly the same way as less beautiful or non - beautiful people. And why are they spending just one hour together ? They should be together all the time! There are no vicissitudes of love only of life it looks like the poet doesn't love the fair youth and the fair youth has sensed this and is terribly sad! If the poet says the fair youth is fair he has definitely not made the youth feel good The fair youth might even be thinking tbat the poet thinks he is ugly.