To One Very Special One

To one very special one with love
From one who could never get enough of
But it takes 2 to tangle
And I was never your angle
Oh you invited me to be with you
But so often you disappeared to
The nights
The dates
The plans we made
Yet in the end
I had to let you go my friend
though I would have kept on believing
But reality wasn't decieving
Love also is more than just a feeling
So I hope you understanding my meaning
And won't go on grieving
You can't have what you're not intending to receiving
If you ever really wanted me
You should have said so or I wouldn't have set you free


Comments (3)

The theme of the necessity of procreation found in Sonnet 1 continues here. The poet's lover is clearly handsome, and much desired. But the poet stresses his beauty will not last, and that it is selfish and foolish for his friend not to prepare for the loss of his youth. The only way he can truly prepare is to have a son who can carry on his name and all his wonderful qualities, including his unsurpassed beauty. Much debate has surrounded the true identity of Shakespeare's young man, but many believe he was the Earl of Southampton, the poet's close friend and patron. Others believe he was William Herbert, the Earl of Pembroke. It is also possible, but highly doubtful, that the friend was Shakespeare's creation.
beseige (1) : the beginning of a straightforward military metaphor (dig deep trenches, beauty's field, livery) . proud livery (3) : the poet's depiction of his friend proudly wearing his own youthfulness as one would wear a uniform (livery) . tatter'd weed (4) : tattered garment (the youth's livery in the above line) . lusty (6) : passionate or vigorous. all-eating shame (8) : all-consuming shame. thriftless (8) : unprofitable. Shall sum my count (11) : Shall settle my accounts. make my old excuse (11) : justify my old age.
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