Sonnet 45
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This is one of Shakespeare's simpler, little-known sonnets. Basically, it's saying:
"I love you, and when I tell you so and I wait for you to reply, I'm sad because I'm not sure you'll return my love. When you do, I'm happy, and I'm happy until I send my love to you again." This particular summary is open to interpratation, though. I think it is a really beautiful, heartfelt poem, and it's too bad boys don't act like this anymore.
Sonnet 45
by William Shakespeare The other two, slight air, and purging fire My life, being made of four, with two alone |
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