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Welcome to my web site, now under development for more than twenty years.   
-- 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 132 in the Table of Contents Notes for Sonnet 132

Shakespeare's Sonnet 132

  1    Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me,
  2    Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain,
  3    Have put on black, and loving mourners be,
  4    Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain.
  5    And truly not the morning sun of heaven
  6    Better becomes the grey cheeks of th' east,
  7    Nor that full star that ushers in the even
  8    Doth half that glory to the sober west,
  9    As those two mourning eyes become thy face:
 10    O, let it then as well beseem thy heart
 11    To mourn for me, since mourning doth thee grace,
 12    And suit thy pity like in every part.
 13      Then will I swear beauty herself is black
 14      And all they foul that thy complexion lack.

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