6th-I-Sonnet #122
Published on Nov 19, 2015
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THY GIFT, THY TABLES, ARE WITHIN MY BRAIN
He has been given a gift that he has thrown or given away, which contains his thoughts forever and always.
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Which shall above that idle rank remain,
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Beyond all date, even to eternity:
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Or, at the least, so long as brain and heart
As long as his brain and heart are in tact and he is alive, his memory will be there. His brain and heart are built to survive.
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Have faculty by nature to subsist;
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Till each to razed oblivion yield his part
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THAT POOR RETENTION COULD NOT SO MUCH HOLD,
The notebook is retched compared to his brain and memory. His mind has unlimited space while the notebook does not. His brain can keep a better record than the notebook.
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Nor need I tallies thy dear love to score;
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Therefore to give them from me was I bold,
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To trust those tables that receive thee more:
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To keep an adjunct to remember thee
If he were to keep the book to remember her by, that would only imply she thinks that he will forget her.
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Were to import forgetfulness in me.
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