Added: Sep 7, 2008
From: msbunburyist
Duration: 0:56
#120That you were once unkind be-friends me now,And for that sorrow, which I then did feel,Needs must I under my transgression bow,Unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel.For if you were by my unkindness shakenAs I by yours, y'have pas't a hell of time,And I a tyrant have no leisure takenTo weigh how once I suffered in your crime.O that our night of woe might have remember'dMy deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits,And soon to you, as you to me then tender'dThe humble salve, which wounded bosoms fits!But that your trespass now becomes a fee,Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me.I am in the process of reading all Shakespeare's sonnets. My interpretations are drawn from the 1609 quarto as emended by C.D. Atkins.
Channel: Education
Tags: 120 aloud iambic meter pentameter poetry read shakespeare sonnet
Rating: 5.00 (3 ratings) Views: 52 Comments: 4
cdatkins353 Says:
Sep 7, 2008 - All very nice readings, 117 to 120.
msbunburyist Says:
Sep 7, 2008 - Thank you!
msbunburyist Says:
Sep 7, 2008 - Oh good! I was a little nervous about some of them. Thank you :)
Bentleymon Says:
Sep 7, 2008 - What a challenge that last line is! what a definition of love! And what a tender delivery, Madeline...Nicely done.Roy
dontleaveyet Says:
Sep 7, 2008 - Interesting as usual :)
timeinfluxtwo Says:
Sep 7, 2008 - Great job!!