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-- Philip Weller, November 13, 1941 - February 1, 2021
Dr. Weller, an Eastern Washington University professor of English and Shakespearean scholar for more than 50 years.

Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator Summary of Sonnet 128 in the Table of Contents Notes for Sonnet 128

Shakespeare's Sonnet 128

  1    How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,
  2    Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds
  3    With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'st
  4    The wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
  5    Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap
  6    To kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
  7    Whilst my poor lips, which should that harvest reap,
  8    At the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
  9    To be so tickled they would change their state
 10    And situation with those dancing chips,
 11    O'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,
 12    Making dead wood more blest than living lips.
 13      Since saucy jacks so happy are in this,
 14      Give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.

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