What is your substance, whereof are you made...
Sonnet 53What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new: Speak of the spring and foison of the year; The one doth shadow of your beauty show, The other as your bounty doth appear; And you in every blessed shape we know. In all external grace you have some part, But you like none, none you, for constant heart. Buy and Download...Click HERE
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What are you actually made of, that you can cast so many reflections? Everyone else has just one reflection, but you reflect something on everyone else.
If one were to describe Adonis, the image would be a poor reflection of you. Helen of Troy’s portrait likewise looks like a Grecian version of you. Talk about the joys of spring and the harvest season: the former is but a reflection of your beauty, and the latter appears as your bounty. You’re in every good thing around us.
In everything beautiful you have some part, but none of them can reflect you in the constancy of your heart.