Sonnet 116

Sonnet 116 is about cognise in its to the highest degree ideal form. It is praising the glories of contendrs who have come to each other freely, and venture into a relationship based on trust and understanding. The first quadruple lines reveal the poets pleasure in love that is constant and strong, and will not alter when it alteration finds. The following lines proclaim that true love is so an ever-fixd mark which will survive any crisis. In lines 7-8, the poet claims that we may be able to measure love to some degree, but this does not lowly we fully understand it.Loves actual worth cannot be known it form a mystery. The remaining lines of the third quatrain (9-12), reaffirm the perfect character of love that is unshakeable throughout time and remains so evn to the edge of doom, or death. In the final couplet, the poet declares that, if he is mistaken about the constant, unmovable nature of perfect love, then he must take back whole his writings on love, truth, and faith . Moreover, he adds that, if he has in fact judged love inappropriately, no man has ever really loved, in the ideal esthesis that the poet professes.The details of Sonnet 116 are best described by tucker out Brooke in his acclaimed edition of Shakespeares poems In Sonnet 116 the chief pause in moxie is after the twelfth line. Seventy-five per cent of the words are monosyllables yet three contain more syllables than two none belong in any degree to the vocabulary of poetic diction. There is nothing recondite, exotic, or metaphysical in the thought. There are three run-on lines, one agree of double-endings.There is nothing to remark about the rhyming except the happy blending of open and closed vowels, and of liquids, nasals, and stops nothing to say about the concurrence except to point out how the fluttering accents in the quatrains give can in the couplet to the emphatic march of the almost unrelieved iambic feet. In short, the poet has employed one hundred and ten of the si mplest words in the language and the two simplest rhyme-schemes to produce a poem which has about it no strangeness whatever except the strangeness of perfection. (Brooke, 234)