The Place 2 Be

Critique of Sonnet 112
SHAKESPEARE’S SONNETS


Your love and pity doth th' impression fill
Which vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow;
For what care I who calls me well or ill,
So you o'er-green my bad, my good allow?

  • Cute pun on impression as in the impression that others have of the author and a physical impression that can be literally filled (such as the frowns on the author's brow). It's possible that other meanings of impression (such as in printing) are intended aswell.
  • Obvious pun on the author's name in calls me well or ill, especially as well and ill are both stressed syllables.
  • A sonnet preoccupied with the author with 16 occurrences of me, my and I, plus the name-punning.
  • The contrast between the impression of the author and what he is, is reflected in the contrasting love...pity, well...ill, bad...good pairings.

  • You are my all the world, and I must strive
    To know my shames and praises from your tongue
    None else to me, nor I to none alive,
    That my steeled sense or changes, right or wrong.


    In so profound abyss I throw all care
    Of others' voices that my adder's sense
    To critic and to flatterer stopped are.
    Mark how with my neglect I do dispense:


    You are so strongly in my purpose bred
    That all the world besides, methinks, they're dead.


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