Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator | Summary of Sonnet 147 in the Table of Contents | Notes for Sonnet 147 |
1 My love is as a fever, longing still 2 For that which longer nurseth the disease, 3 Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, 4 Th' uncertain sickly appetite to please. 5 My reason, the physician to my love, 6 Angry that his prescriptions are not kept, 7 Hath left me, and I desperate now approve 8 Desire is death, which physic did except. 9 Past cure I am, now reason is past care, 10 And frantic mad with evermore unrest; 11 My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are, 12 At randon from the truth vainly express'd; 13 For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, 14 Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. |
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