Shakespeare's Sonnets (Arden Shakespeare)

Cover......Page 1
Title page......Page 5
Copyright page......Page 6
Contents......Page 7
The Editor......Page 8
List of Illustrations......Page 9
1  Michael Drayton's coat of arms beside Shakespeare's......Page 42
2  Triumphal arch with pyramids, 'The new Arabia felix', erected above the Cheapside conduit, March 1603/4......Page 43
3  Simon van de Passe, engraved portrait of William Herbert, Third Earl of Pembroke (1580–1630)......Page 72
4  Dedication leaf of the 1609 Quarto......Page 80
5  Dedication leaf of Ben Jonson's Volpone (1607)......Page 81
6  Drawings by George Steevens and Edmond Malone inscribed on the verso of the first flyleaf of SHAKE-SPEARES SONNETS (1609)......Page 94
7  Drawing by Max Beerbohm of 'William Shakespeare writing a sonnet' (1907)......Page 99
8  Jane Lapotaire in the Channel 4 series of readings from Sonnets, 1983......Page 102
9  Ben Kingsley in the Channel 4 series of readings from Sonnets, 1983......Page 105
10  Opening of A Lover's Complaint in the 1609 Quarto......Page 108
11  The Cheapside Hoard, a collection of Elizabethan jewels......Page 111
12  Page opening from the 1609 Quarto......Page 122
Shakespeare's Sonnets  [107]......Page 125
14a  Early transcription of sonnet 128......Page 476
14b  Transcription on same ms of William Browne, 'Love's Labyrinth', and Sonnet II in Francis Davison's A Poetical Rhapsody......Page 477
General Editors' Preface......Page 11
Commentary and Textual Notes......Page 12
Preface......Page 14
External evidence......Page 19
Internal evidence: the likelihood of revision......Page 31
Internal evidence: style......Page 35
Internal evidence: topical allusions......Page 39
The authenticity of the 1609 Quarto......Page 47
Benson and beyond......Page 59
Context and allusion  [45]......Page 63
Reception......Page 87
Criticism......Page 100
The title......Page 103
The relevance of A Lover's Complaint......Page 106
Sonnet structure, Sonnets structure......Page 113
This edition  [103]......Page 121
By first line......Page 129
From fairest creatures we desire increase  (#1)......Page 131
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow  (#2)......Page 133
Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest  (#3)......Page 135
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend  (#4)......Page 137
Those hours that with gentle work did frame  (#5)......Page 139
Then let not winter's ragged hand deface  (#6)......Page 141
Lo, in the Orient when the gracious light  (#7)......Page 143
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?  (#8)......Page 145
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye  (#9)......Page 147
For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any  (#10)......Page 149
As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st  (#11)......Page 151
When I do count the clock that tells the time  (#12)......Page 153
O that you were yourself! But, love, you are  (#13)......Page 155
Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck  (#14)......Page 157
When I consider everything that grows  (#15)......Page 159
But wherefore do not you a mightier way  (#16)......Page 161
Who will believe my verse in time to come  (#17)......Page 163
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?  (#18)......Page 165
Devouring time, blunt thou the lion's paws  (#19)......Page 167
A woman's face with nature's own hand painted  (#20)......Page 169
So is it not with me as with that Muse  (#21)......Page 171
My glass shall not persuade me I am old  (#22)......Page 173
As an unperfect actor on the stage  (#23)......Page 175
Mine eye hath played the painter, and hath steeled  (#24)......Page 177
Let those who are in favour with their stars  (#25)......Page 179
Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage  (#26)......Page 181
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed  (#27)......Page 183
How can I then return in happy plight  (#28)......Page 185
When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes  (#29)......Page 187
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought  (#30)......Page 189
Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts  (#31)......Page 191
If thou survive my well-contented day  (#32)......Page 193
Full many a glorious morning have I seen  (#33)......Page 195
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day  (#34)......Page 197
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done  (#35)......Page 199
Let me confess that we two must be twain  (#36)......Page 201
As a decrepit father takes delight  (#37)......Page 203
How can my Muse want subject to invent  (#38)......Page 205
O how thy worth with manners may I sing  (#39)......Page 207
Take all my loves, my love; yea, take them all  (#40)......Page 209
Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits  (#41)......Page 211
That thou hast her it is not all my grief  (#42)......Page 213
When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see  (#43)......Page 215
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought  (#44)......Page 217
The other two, slight air, and purging fire  (#45)......Page 219
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war  (#46)......Page 221
Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took  (#47)......Page 223
How careful was I, when I took my way  (#48)......Page 225
Against that time, if ever that time come  (#49)......Page 227
How heavy do I journey on the way  (#50)......Page 229
Thus can my love excuse the slow offence  (#51)......Page 231
So am I as the rich, whose blessed key  (#52)......Page 233
What is your substance, whereof are you made  (#53)......Page 235
O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem  (#54)......Page 237
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments  (#55)......Page 239
Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said  (#56)......Page 241
Being your slave, what should I do but tend  (#57)......Page 243
That god forbid, that made me first your slave  (#58)......Page 245
If there be nothing new, but that which is  (#59)......Page 247
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore  (#60)......Page 249
Is it thy will thy image should keep open  (#61)......Page 251
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye  (#62)......Page 253
Against my love shall be as I am now  (#63)......Page 255
When I have seen by time's fell hand defaced  (#64)......Page 257
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea  (#65)......Page 259
Tired with all these for restful death I cry  (#66)......Page 261
Ah, wherefore with infection should he live  (#67)......Page 263
Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn  (#68)......Page 265
Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view  (#69)......Page 267
That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect  (#70)......Page 269
No longer mourn for me when I am dead  (#71)......Page 271
O, lest the world should task you to recite  (#72)......Page 273
That time of year thou mayst in me behold  (#73)......Page 275
But be contented when that fell arrest  (#74)......Page 277
So are you to my thoughts as food to life  (#75)......Page 279
Why is my verse so barren of new pride  (#76)......Page 281
Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear  (#77)......Page 283
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse  (#78)......Page 285
Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid  (#79)......Page 287
O how I faint when I of you do write  (#80)......Page 289
Or I shall live, your epitaph to make  (#81)......Page 291
I grant thou wert not married to my Muse  (#82)......Page 293
I never saw that you did painting need  (#83)......Page 295
Who is it that says most? Which can say more  (#84)......Page 297
My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still  (#85)......Page 299
Was it the proud full sail of his great verse  (#86)......Page 301
Farewell, thou art too dear for my possessing  (#87)......Page 303
When thou shalt be disposed to set me light  (#88)......Page 305
Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault  (#89)......Page 307
Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now  (#90)......Page 309
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill  (#91)......Page 311
But do thy worst to steal thyself away  (#92)......Page 313
So shall I live, supposing thou art true  (#93)......Page 315
They that have power to hurt, and will do none  (#94)......Page 317
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame  (#95)......Page 319
Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness  (#96)......Page 321
How like a winter hath my absence been  (#97)......Page 323
From you have I been absent in the spring  (#98)......Page 325
The forward violet thus did I chide  (#99)......Page 327
Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long  (#100)......Page 329
O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends  (#101)......Page 331
My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming  (#102)......Page 333
Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth  (#103)......Page 335
To me, fair friend, you never can be old  (#104)......Page 337
Let not my love be called idolatry  (#105)......Page 339
When in the chronicle of wasted time  (#106)......Page 341
Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul  (#107)......Page 343
What's in the brain that ink may character  (#108)......Page 345
O never say that I was false of heart  (#109)......Page 347
Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there  (#110)......Page 349
O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide  (#111)......Page 351
Your love and pity doth th'impression fill  (#112)......Page 353
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind  (#113)......Page 355
Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you  (#114)......Page 357
Those lines that I before have writ do lie  (#115)......Page 359
Let me not to the marriage of true minds  (#116)......Page 361
Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all  (#117)......Page 363
Like as, to make our appetites more keen  (#118)......Page 365
What potions have I drunk of siren tears  (#119)......Page 367
That you were once unkind befriends me now  (#120)......Page 369
'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed  (#121)......Page 371
Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain  (#122)......Page 373
No! Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change  (#123)......Page 375
If my dear love were but the child of state  (#124)......Page 377
Were't ought to me I bore the canopy  (#125)......Page 381
O thou my lovely Boy, who in thy power  (#126)......Page 383
In the old age black was not counted fair  (#127)......Page 387
How oft when thou, my music, music play'st  (#128)......Page 389
Th'expense of spirit in a waste of shame  (#129)......Page 391
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun  (#130)......Page 393
Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art  (#131)......Page 395
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me  (#132)......Page 397
Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan  (#133)......Page 399
So now I have confessed that he is thine  (#134)......Page 401
Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy Will  (#135)......Page 403
If thy soul check thee that I come so near  (#136)......Page 405
Thou blind fool love, what dost thou to mine eyes  (#137)......Page 407
When my love swears that she is made of truth  (#138)......Page 409
O call not me to justify the wrong  (#139)......Page 411
Be wise as thou art cruel, do not press  (#140)......Page 413
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes  (#141)......Page 415
Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate  (#142)......Page 417
Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch  (#143)......Page 419
Two loves I have, of comfort and despair  (#144)......Page 421
Those lips that love's own hand did make  (#145)......Page 425
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth  (#146)......Page 427
My love is as a fever, longing still  (#147)......Page 429
O me! What eyes hath love put in my head  (#148)......Page 431
Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not  (#149)......Page 433
O from what power hast thou this powerful might  (#150)......Page 435
Love is too young to know what conscience is  (#151)......Page 437
In loving thee thou knowst I am forsworn  (#152)......Page 439
Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep  (#153)......Page 441
The little love-god lying once asleep  (#154)......Page 445
A Lover's Complaint  [429]......Page 447
Appendix: Manuscript texts  [453]......Page 471
Works by and partly by Shakespeare  [467]......Page 485
B......Page 487
D......Page 488
F......Page 489
H......Page 490
M......Page 491
R......Page 492
S......Page 493
W......Page 494
C......Page 495
D......Page 496
H......Page 497
M......Page 498
P......Page 499
S......Page 500
T......Page 502
First line index  [485]......Page 503