Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership

CreationEarth Nature Photos

Sonnet LXI

 Is it thy will thy image should keep open
My heavy eyelids to the weary night?
Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken,
While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?
Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee
So far from home into my deeds to pry,
To find out shames and idle hours in me,
The scope and tenor of thy jealousy?
O, no! thy love, though much, is not so great:
It is my love that keeps mine eye awake;
Mine own true love that doth my rest defeat,
To play the watchman ever for thy sake:
For thee watch I whilst thou dost wake elsewhere,
From me far off, with others all too near.

by William Shakespeare
Biography | Poems | Best Poems | Short Poems | Quotes | Email Poem - Sonnet LXIEmail Poem |
Comment below this ad.

Top William Shakespeare Poems

Analysis and Comments on Sonnet LXI

Provide your analysis, explanation, meaning, interpretation, and comments on the poem Sonnet LXI here.