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Semester â IV (Verse)||Sonnet 73||William Shakespeare
Sonnet 73 Questions and Answers
1. âThat time of year thou mayst in me behold / When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangâ â Why does the poet mention âyellow leaves, or none, or fewâ? How does this imagery reflect the poetâs feelings about ageing and life?
âāĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻŽ āĻ
āĻ āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻĻāĻžāĻ āĻŽā§āϏā§āĻ āĻāύ āĻŽāĻŋ āĻŦāĻŋāĻšā§āϞā§āĻĄ / āĻšā§āϝāĻŧā§āύ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ⧠āϞāĻŋāĻāϏ, āĻ
āϰ āύāĻžāύ, āĻ
āϰ āĻĢāĻŋāĻ, āĻĄā§ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻââāĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻŽā§āύāĻļāύ âāĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ⧠āϞāĻŋāĻāϏ, āĻ
āϰ āύāĻžāύ, āĻ
āϰ āĻĢāĻŋāĻâ? āĻšāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻāĻŽā§āĻāĻžāϰāĻŋ āϰāĻŋāĻĢā§āϞā§āĻā§āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻâāϏ āĻĢāĻŋāϞāĻŋāĻāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻŦāĻžāĻāĻ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ?
âāĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ⧠āϞāĻŋāĻāϏ, āĻ
āϰ āύāĻžāύ, āĻ
āϰ āĻĢāĻŋāĻâ āĻā§āύ āĻŦāϞāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§? āĻāĻ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰāĻāϞā§āĻĒ āĻā§āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϰ āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϧāĻā§āϝ āĻ āĻā§āĻŦāύ āϏāĻŽā§āĻĒāϰā§āĻā§ āĻ
āύā§āĻā§āϤāĻŋāĻā§ āĻĒā§āϰāĻāĻžāĻļ āĻāϰā§?
Ans. During late autumn, leaves become yellow and fall off the branches, leaving the tree almost bare. The poet feels that with the passage of time his life has also become like the season, and his youthful beauty and vitality are fading away. Thus, here he compares his youth to yellow leaves and uses ânone, or fewâ to show how it is fading away with time.
āĻĄāĻŋāĻāϰāĻŋāĻ āϞā§āĻ āĻ
āĻāĻžāĻŽ, āϞāĻŋāĻāϏ āĻŦāĻŋāĻāĻžāĻŽ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ⧠āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĢāϞ āĻ
āĻĢ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŦā§āϰāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āϏ, āϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰāĻŋ āĻ
āϞāĻŽā§āϏā§āĻ āĻŦā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻĢāĻŋāϞāϏ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāĻāĻĨ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻžāϏā§āĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻŽ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻ
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Being at his old age, the poet realizes ageing is a natural process of life, and it takes away youthful vitality. Thus, he uses the imagery of late autumn, when the trees lose their leaves, just like how he is losing his youthful energy. He becomes aware of the fact that he is nearing the end of his cycle of life. The late autumn mirrors the poetâs own sense of ageing and awareness of mortality.
āĻŦāĻŋāĻāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āĻāϞā§āĻĄ āĻāĻāĻ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϞāĻžāĻāĻā§āϏ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻ āĻāĻ āĻ āύā§āϝāĻžāĻāĻžāϰāĻžāϞ āĻĒā§āϰāϏā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ, āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻ āĻā§āĻāϏ āĻ
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āĻ āϞā§āĻ āĻ
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āĻ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻ āĻ
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2. âWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang / Upon those boughs which shake against the cold.â â Who says this and to whom? What do the âshaking boughsâ suggest in the quoted lines?
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āϰ āύāĻžāύ, āĻ
āϰ āĻĢāĻŋāĻ, āĻĄā§ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ / āĻāĻĒāύ āĻĻā§āĻ āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻ āĻšā§āĻāĻ āĻļā§āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āĻāύāϏā§āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϞā§āĻĄââāĻšā§ āϏā§āĻ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻā§ āĻšā§āĻŽ? āĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄā§ āĻĻā§āϝ âāĻļā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻâ āϏāĻžāĻā§āϏā§āĻ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āĻā§āĻĄ āϞāĻžāĻāύāϏ?
āĻāĻ āĻāĻĨāĻžāĻā§āϞāĻŋ āĻā§ āĻāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦāϞā§āĻā§āύ? āĻāĻĻā§āϧā§āϤ āĻĒāĻāĻā§āϤāĻŋāϤ⧠âāĻāĻžāĻāĻĒāϤ⧠āĻĨāĻžāĻāĻž āĻĄāĻžāϞāĻā§āϞāĻŋâ āĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ?
Ans. The mentioned lines are found in William Shakespeareâs Sonnet 73. Here, the speaker is the poet, Shakespeare himself. The season mentioned here is late autumn or early winter.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŽā§āύāĻļāύāĻĄ āϞāĻžāĻāύāϏ āĻāϰ āĻĢāĻžāĻāύā§āĻĄ āĻāύ āĻāĻāϞāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāĻŽ āĻļā§āĻāϏāĻĒāĻŋāϝāĻŧāϰâāϏ āϏāύā§āĻ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻāĻŋ-āĻĨā§āϰāĻŋāĨ¤ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ, āĻĻā§āϝ āϏā§āĻĒāĻŋāĻāĻžāϰ āĻāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ, āĻļā§āĻāϏāĻĒāĻŋāϝāĻŧāϰ āĻšāĻŋāĻŽāϏā§āϞāĻĢāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏāĻŋāĻāύ āĻŽā§āύāĻļāύāĻĄ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāĻ āϞā§āĻ āĻ
āĻāĻžāĻŽ āĻ
āϰ āĻāϰā§āϞāĻŋ āĻāĻāύā§āĻāĻžāϰāĨ¤
āĻāĻĻā§āϧā§āϤ āĻĒāĻāĻā§āϤāĻŋāĻā§āϞāĻŋ āĻāĻāϞāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāĻŽ āĻļā§āĻāϏāĻĒāĻŋāϝāĻŧāϰā§āϰ Sonnet 73-āĻ āϰāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻŦāĻā§āϤāĻž āϏā§āĻŦāϝāĻŧāĻ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻļā§āĻāϏāĻĒāĻŋāϝāĻŧāϰāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻļā§āώ āĻļāϰ⧠āĻŦāĻž āĻļā§āϤā§āϰ āĻļā§āϰā§āϰ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧā§āϰ āĻāĻĨāĻž āĻŦāϞāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āĨ¤
This quoted line is a reference to late autumn, when there is a total decay in the world of nature. Most of the leaves have fallen under the touch of time, and only a few yellow ones remain on the trees. The poet uses this to show how he himself is nearing death. Just like a tree that has lost its leaves, he feels that his youthful strength and energy are fading away. The phrase also suggests loneliness and the inevitable passing of time.
āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻā§āĻā§āĻĄ āϞāĻžāĻāύ āĻāĻ āĻ āϰā§āĻĢāĻžāϰā§āύā§āϏ āĻā§ āϞā§āĻ āĻ
āĻāĻžāĻŽ, āĻšā§āϝāĻŧā§āύ āĻĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāĻ āĻ āĻā§āĻāĻžāϞ āĻĄāĻŋāĻā§ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰā§āϞā§āĻĄ āĻ
āĻ āύā§āĻāĻžāϰāĨ¤ āĻŽā§āϏā§āĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āϞāĻŋāĻāϏ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻĢāϞā§āύ āĻāύā§āĻĄāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻžāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻŽ, āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāύāϞāĻŋ āĻ āĻĢāĻŋāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ⧠āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāύāϏ āϰāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻāύ āĻ
āύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰāĻŋāĻāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻāĻāĻā§āϏ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻā§ āĻļā§ āĻšāĻžāĻ āĻšāĻŋ āĻšāĻŋāĻŽāϏā§āϞāĻĢ āĻāĻ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨāĨ¤ āĻāĻžāϏā§āĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻ āĻā§āϰāĻŋ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ āϞāϏā§āĻ āĻāĻāϏ āϞāĻŋāĻāϏ, āĻšāĻŋ āĻĢāĻŋāϞāϏ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨāĻĢā§āϞ āϏā§āĻā§āϰā§āĻāĻĨ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāύāĻžāϰā§āĻāĻŋ āĻāϰ āĻĢā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§āĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢā§āϰā§āĻ āĻ
āϞāϏ⧠āϏāĻžāĻā§āϏā§āĻāϏ āϞā§āύāϞāĻŋāύā§āϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāύāĻāĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻŦāϞ āĻĒā§āϝāĻžāϏāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻŽāĨ¤
āĻāĻ āĻĒāĻāĻā§āϤāĻŋāĻā§āϞāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻļā§āώ āĻļāϰāϤā§āϰ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āϤā§āϞ⧠āϧāϰāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§, āϝāĻāύ āĻĒā§āϰāĻā§āϤāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻā§āώāϝāĻŧ āĻļā§āϰ⧠āĻšāϝāĻŧāĨ¤ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧā§āϰ āĻĒā§āϰāĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻ
āϧāĻŋāĻāĻžāĻāĻļ āĻĒāĻžāϤāĻž āĻāϰ⧠āĻĒāĻĄāĻŧā§āĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāĻžāĻā§ āĻŽāĻžāϤā§āϰ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻšāϞā§āĻĻ āĻĒāĻžāϤāĻž āϰāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻāĻ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰā§āϰ āĻŽāĻžāϧā§āϝāĻŽā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāύ āϝ⧠āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋāĻ āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻāĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤ āĻĒāĻžāϤāĻžāĻšā§āύ āĻāĻžāĻā§āϰ āĻŽāϤ⧠āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋ āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋāĻ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻļā§āώ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰāĻāϞā§āĻĒ āĻāĻāĻžāĻāĻŋāϤā§āĻŦ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧā§āϰ āĻ
āύāĻŋāĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϝ āĻ
āϤāĻŋāĻā§āϰāĻŽāĻā§āĻ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤
By comparing himself to the bare and lifeless tree, the poet here expresses a sense of sadness. At the same time, he accepts lifeâs natural cycle where youth eventually gives way to old age.
āĻŦāĻžāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻĒā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻŽāϏā§āϞāĻĢ āĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŦā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢāϞā§āϏ āĻā§āϰāĻŋ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒā§āϰā§āϏā§āϏ āĻ āϏā§āύā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āϏā§āϝāĻžāĻĄāύā§āϏāĨ¤ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏā§āĻāĻŽ āĻāĻžāĻāĻŽ, āĻšāĻŋ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϏā§āĻĒā§āĻāϏ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢâāϏ āύā§āϝāĻžāĻāĻžāϰāĻžāϞ āϏāĻžāĻāĻā§āϞ āĻšā§āϝāĻŧā§āϝāĻžāϰ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨ āĻāĻā§āύā§āĻāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞāĻŋ āĻāĻŋāĻāϏ āĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻā§ āĻāϞā§āĻĄ āĻāĻāĻāĨ¤
āĻĒāĻžāϤāĻžāĻšā§āύ āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĻšā§āύ āĻāĻžāĻā§āϰ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āύāĻŋāĻā§āϰ āϤā§āϞāύāĻž āĻāϰ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āĻĻā§āĻāĻā§āϰ āĻ
āύā§āĻā§āϤāĻŋ āĻĒā§āϰāĻāĻžāĻļ āĻāϰā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āϏā§āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻžāĻŦāĻŋāĻ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻŽāĻā§āĻ āĻŽā§āύ⧠āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āύâāϝā§āĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻāĻāϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻĒāϰ⧠āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϧāĻā§āϝ āĻāϏā§āĨ¤
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3. âWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang / Upon those boughs which shake against the cold.â â Who says this and to whom? What do the âshaking boughsâ suggest in the quoted lines?
âāĻšā§āϝāĻŧā§āύ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ⧠āϞāĻŋāĻāϏ, āĻ
āϰ āύāĻžāύ, āĻ
āϰ āĻĢāĻŋāĻ, āĻĄā§ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ / āĻāĻĒāύ āĻĻā§āĻ āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻ āĻšā§āĻāĻ āĻļā§āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āĻāύāϏā§āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϞā§āĻĄââāĻšā§ āϏā§āĻ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻā§ āĻšā§āĻŽ? āĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄā§ āĻĻā§āϝ âāĻļā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻâ āϏāĻžāĻā§āϏā§āĻ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āĻā§āĻĄ āϞāĻžāĻāύāϏ?
āĻāĻ āĻāĻĨāĻžāĻā§āϞāĻŋ āĻā§ āĻāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦāϞā§āĻā§āύ? āĻāĻĻā§āϧā§āϤ āĻĒāĻāĻā§āϤāĻŋāϤ⧠âāĻāĻžāĻāĻĒāϤ⧠āĻĨāĻžāĻāĻž āĻĄāĻžāϞāĻā§āϞāĻŋâ āĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ?
Ans. The poet says this to his beloved young friend in Sonnet 73.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āϏā§āĻ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻā§ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āĻŦāĻŋāϞāĻžāĻāĻĄ āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĢā§āϰā§āύā§āĻĄ āĻāύ āϏāύā§āĻ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻāĻŋ-āĻĨā§āϰāĻŋāĨ¤
āϏāύā§āĻ ā§ā§Š-āĻ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āĻĒā§āϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧ āϤāϰā§āĻŖ āĻŦāύā§āϧā§āĻā§ āĻāĻ āĻāĻĨāĻž āĻŦāϞā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤
The shaking boughs of the trees suggest fragility and the gradual decay of life force. The empty branches, left with only a few yellow leaves, are a sure indication of the poetâs ageing and his approaching death.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻļā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻŦāĻžāĻāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰāĻŋāĻ āϏāĻžāĻā§āϏā§āĻ āĻĢā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻāĻŋāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞ āĻĄāĻŋāĻā§ āĻ
āĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ āĻĢā§āϰā§āϏāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŽā§āĻĒāĻāĻŋ āĻŦā§āϰāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āϏ, āϞā§āĻĢāĻ āĻāĻāĻĨ āĻāύāϞāĻŋ āĻ āĻĢāĻŋāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ⧠āϞāĻŋāĻāϏ, āĻāϰ āĻ āĻļāĻŋāĻāϰ āĻāύā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻā§āĻļāύ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻâāϏ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨāĨ¤
āĻāĻžāĻā§āϰ āĻāĻžāĻāĻĒāϤ⧠āĻĨāĻžāĻāĻž āĻĄāĻžāϞāĻā§āϞāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻĻā§āϰā§āĻŦāϞāϤāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋ āĻāĻŽā§ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤ āĻŽāĻžāϤā§āϰ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻšāϞā§āĻĻ āĻĒāĻžāϤāĻž āĻĨāĻžāĻāĻž āĻļā§āύā§āϝ āĻĄāĻžāϞāĻā§āϞāĻŋ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϰ āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϧāĻā§āϝ āĻ āĻāϏāύā§āύ āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āϰ āϏā§āĻĒāώā§āĻ āĻāĻā§āĻāĻŋāϤāĨ¤
The bare branches shaken by the cold winds evoke the idea of physical weakness as well as the crises that one faces due to old age, disease, frailty, the fear of approaching death, loneliness, and desolation. Thus, the imagery used here depicts the inevitability of death and the fleeting nature of time.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŦā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻŦā§āϰāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āϏ āĻļā§āĻā§āύ āĻŦāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϞā§āĻĄ āĻāĻāύā§āĻĄāϏ āĻāĻā§āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻāĻĄāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻž āĻ
āĻ āĻĢāĻŋāĻāĻŋāĻā§āϝāĻžāϞ āĻāĻāĻāύā§āϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰāĻžāĻāϏāĻŋāϏ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāύ āĻĢā§āϏā§āϏ āĻĄāĻŋāĻ āĻā§ āĻāϞā§āĻĄ āĻāĻāĻ, āĻĄāĻŋāĻāĻŋāĻ, āĻĢā§āϰā§āϞāĻāĻŋ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻ
āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨ, āϞā§āύāϞāĻŋāύā§āϏ, āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĄā§āϏā§āϞā§āĻļāύāĨ¤ āĻĻāĻžāϏ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŽā§āĻāĻžāϰāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻāĻĄ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻĄāĻŋāĻĒāĻŋāĻā§āĻāϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāύāĻāĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻŦāĻŋāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋ āĻ
āĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨ āĻ
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4. âBare ruinâd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.â Sweet birds sing and when? Explain the imagery.
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âSweet birdsâ āĻāĻāύ āĻāĻžāύ āĻāĻžāĻāϤ? āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰāĻāϞā§āĻĒāĻāĻŋ āĻŦā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻž āĻāϰā§āĨ¤
Ans. Here âlateâ means ânear the end of the dayâ. The songbirds sang sweetly on the branches when they were once covered with green leaves.
āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ âāϞā§āĻâ āĻŽāĻŋāύāϏ âāύāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāύā§āĻĄ āĻ
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The poet here uses the imagery of branches like âbare ruined choirsâ to represent his own ageing and loss of youthful vitality and vigour with the passage of time. The branches on which the sweet birds sang and which were full of leaves are now empty and leafless like a ruined church.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāĻāĻā§āϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŽā§āĻāĻžāϰāĻŋ āĻ
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The phrase may also imply a place in the church where young boys used to sing psalms or devotional songs. At present it is in ruins and is abandoned. Thus, the line depicts the speakerâs inner state of melancholy and the fear of approaching death. The imagery also highlights the fleeting nature of life.
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5. What conceit does the poet establish in the second quatrain of âSonnet 73â?
āĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻāύāϏāĻŋāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻāϏā§āĻā§āϝāĻžāĻŦāϞāĻŋāĻļ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻĄ āĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻā§āϰā§āĻāύ āĻ
āĻ āϏāύā§āĻ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻāĻŋ-āĻĨā§āϰāĻŋ?
âSonnet 73â-āĻāϰ āĻĻā§āĻŦāĻŋāϤā§āϝāĻŧ āĻāϤā§āώā§āĻĒāĻĻā§āϤ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻā§ āϧāϰāύā§āϰ conceit āĻŦāĻž āĻŦāĻŋāϏā§āϤā§āϤ āϰā§āĻĒāĻ āĻĒā§āϰāϤāĻŋāώā§āĻ āĻž āĻāϰā§āĻā§āύ?
Ans. In the second quatrain of Sonnet 73, Shakespeare compares himself to the twilight. He says that he is like the fading light that we see just after sunset, when the sky gets darker and night comes. Just as twilight slowly disappears, the poet feels his energy and time are also slipping away.
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The imagery of night in the poem also stands for death, which is slowly approaching the poet. His life is just like the twilight before the complete darkness of nightfall. This soft, fading light of twilight creates a quiet and sad feeling, making the readers think about how time quickly moves forward.
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This conceit helps readers understand the poetâs feelings about ageing and how he is running out of time. It makes us think deeply about how every day, just like our lives, has a beginning, a midpoint, and an end. Shakespeare thus uses nature to express his deep emotions, making the poem touching and meaningful.
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6. âIn me thou seeâst the twilight of such day / As after sunset fadeth in the westâ â What does âtwilightâ symbolise here? Why can âtwilightâ be seen in the poet? What does the expression âfadeth in the westâ mean? Explain the lines in your own words.
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āĻ āϏāĻžāĻ āĻĄā§ / āĻ
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Ans. Twilight is the soft light that we see in the sky just after sunset and before it fades into the darkness of the night. Here, it symbolises the process of ageing that ultimately leads a person to his death.
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The poet acknowledges that he has lost his youthful vitality and beauty and is nearing the end of his life due to the relentless passing of time. Therefore, he thinks that his companion can see in him the gradual ending of his life, symbolised by the twilight.
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āϤāĻŋāĻā§āϰāĻŽā§āϰ āĻāĻžāϰāĻŖā§ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻļā§āώ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāύā§āϤ⧠āĻāϏ⧠āĻĒā§āĻāĻā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤ āϤāĻžāĻ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āĻŽāύ⧠āĻāϰā§āύ, āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āĻŽāϧā§āϝ⧠āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻļā§āώ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāĻŋāĻšā§āύ āĻĻā§āĻāϤ⧠āĻĒāĻžāϰā§āύāĨ¤ āĻāĻ āĻļā§āώ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāĻā§ āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻā§āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻĒā§āϰāĻāĻžāĻļ āĻāϰāĻā§āĨ¤
The expression âfadeth in the westâ means after the setting of the sun in the western sky, the glowing twilight also fades away and eventually disappears into the darkness.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻļāύ âāĻĢā§āĻĄā§āĻĨ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϏā§āĻâ āĻŽāĻŋāύāϏ āĻāĻĢāĻāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏāĻžāύ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϏā§āĻāĻžāϰā§āύ āϏā§āĻāĻžāĻ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϞā§āϝāĻŧāĻŋāĻ āĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻ
āϞāϏ⧠āĻĢā§āĻĄāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻā§āύā§āĻāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞāĻŋ āĻĄāĻŋāϏāĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻĒāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰā§āϏ āĻāύāĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĄāĻžāϰā§āĻāύā§āϏāĨ¤
âāĻĢā§āĻĄā§āĻĨ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϏā§āĻâ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ, āĻĒāĻļā§āĻāĻŋāĻŽ āĻāĻāĻžāĻļā§ āϏā§āϰā§āϝ āĻ
āϏā§āϤ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻĒāϰ āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋāϰ āĻāϞā§āĻ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻŽā§āϞāĻžāύ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻļā§āώ āĻĒāϰā§āϝāύā§āϤ āĻ
āύā§āϧāĻāĻžāϰā§āϰ āĻŽāϧā§āϝ⧠āĻŽāĻŋāϞāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤
In these lines, the poet compares his life with twilight. Twilight indicates the fading of daylight and the approaching of night. In the same way, losing the brightness and vitality of youth, the poet is nearing the end of his life. The imagery used here highlights the briefness of human life and imminent death. The poetâs tone here is one of gloomy and melancholy.
āĻāύ āĻĻāĻŋāĻ āϞāĻžāĻāύāϏ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻāĻŽāĻĒā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰā§āϏ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ āĻāĻāĻĨ āĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻāĨ¤ āĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻāύā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻā§āĻāϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĄā§āϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āύāĻžāĻāĻāĨ¤ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏā§āĻāĻŽ āĻāϝāĻŧā§, āϞā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŦā§āϰāĻžāĻāĻāύā§āϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻžāĻāĻāĻžāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋ āĻ
āĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻāĻ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāύā§āĻĄ āĻ
āĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŽā§āĻāĻžāϰāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻāĻĄ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻšāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻāϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŦā§āϰāĻŋāĻĢāύā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻāĻŽā§āϝāĻžāύ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻŽāĻŋāύā§āύā§āĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻâāϏ āĻā§āύ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāύ āĻ
āĻ āĻā§āϞā§āĻŽāĻŋ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻŽā§āϞāĻžāύāĻāϞāĻŋāĨ¤
āĻāĻ āĻĒāĻāĻā§āϤāĻŋāĻā§āϞāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āύāĻŋāĻā§āϰ āĻā§āĻŦāύāĻā§ āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋāϰ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āϤā§āϞāύāĻž āĻāϰā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤ āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋ āϝā§āĻŽāύ āĻĻāĻŋāύā§āϰ āĻāϞ⧠āĻĢā§āϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻž āĻāĻŦāĻ āϰāĻžāϤā§āϰ āĻāĻāĻŽāύāĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ, āϤā§āĻŽāύāĻ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻāĻā§āĻā§āĻŦāϞāϤāĻž āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋ āĻšāĻžāϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻļā§āώ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāύā§āϤ⧠āĻāϏ⧠āĻĒā§āĻāĻā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤ āĻāĻ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰāĻāϞā§āĻĒ āĻŽāĻžāύā§āώā§āϰ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻā§āώāĻŖāϏā§āĻĨāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻŋāϤā§āĻŦ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻāϏāύā§āύ āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āĻā§ āϏā§āĻĒāώā§āĻ āĻāϰā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϰ āĻāĻŖā§āĻ āϏā§āĻŦāϰ āĻŦāĻŋāώāĻŖā§āĻŖ āĻ āĻŽāϰā§āĻŽāϏā§āĻĒāϰā§āĻļā§āĨ¤
Sonnet 73 Questions and Answers
7. âIn me thou seeâst the twilight of such day / As after sunset fadeth in the west.â â How does the poet use the image of sunset to convey the theme of ageing? Explain how this imagery connects to the overall message of the sonnet.
âāĻāύ āĻŽāĻŋ āĻĻāĻžāĻ āϏāĻŋāϏā§āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻ
āĻ āϏāĻžāĻ āĻĄā§ / āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāĻĢāĻāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāύāϏā§āĻ āĻĢā§āĻĄā§āĻĨ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϏā§āĻââāĻšāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻāĻāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŽā§āĻ āĻ
āĻ āϏāĻžāύāϏā§āĻ āĻā§ āĻāύāĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĨāĻŋāĻŽ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻ? āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒā§āϞā§āύ āĻšāĻžāĻ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻāĻŽā§āĻāĻžāϰāĻŋ āĻāĻžāύā§āĻā§āĻāϏ āĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻāĻžāϰāĻ
āϞ āĻŽā§āϏā§āĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏāύā§āĻāĨ¤
āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻā§āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āϏā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāϏā§āϤā§āϰ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰā§āϰ āĻŽāĻžāϧā§āϝāĻŽā§ āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϧāĻā§āϝā§āϰ āĻŦāĻŋāώāϝāĻŧāĻāĻŋ āĻĒā§āϰāĻāĻžāĻļ āĻāϰā§āĻā§āύ? āĻāĻ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰāĻāϞā§āĻĒ āĻā§āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āϏāύā§āĻā§āϰ āϏāĻžāĻŽāĻā§āϰāĻŋāĻ āĻŦāĻā§āϤāĻŦā§āϝā§āϰ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āϝā§āĻā§āϤ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§?
Ans. Twilight is the fading light that is seen in the sky between sunset and night. It symbolises the fading of daylight before the darkness of night falls on the earth. With the help of this image, the poet acknowledges that, like the sunset, his youthful passion and vitality are fading. This also indicates the gradual approaching of darkness, which is similar to the gradual process of ageing.
āĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāĻ āϏāĻŋāύ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏā§āĻāĻžāĻ āĻŦāĻŋāĻā§āĻāύ āϏāĻžāύāϏā§āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āύāĻžāĻāĻāĨ¤ āĻāĻ āϏāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻŦā§āϞāĻžāĻāĻā§āϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĄā§āϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻŦāĻŋāĻĢā§āϰ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĄāĻžāϰā§āĻāύā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āύāĻžāĻāĻ āĻĢāϞāϏ āĻ
āύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϰā§āĻĨāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻĨ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻšā§āϞā§āĻĒ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻāĻŽā§āĻ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāύāϞā§āĻā§āϏ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ, āϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏāĻžāύāϏā§āĻ, āĻšāĻŋāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨāĻĢā§āϞ āĻĒā§āϝāĻžāĻļāύ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻžāĻāĻāĻžāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋ āĻāϰ āĻĢā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻāĨ¤ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻ
āϞāϏ⧠āĻāύā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻā§āĻāϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĄāĻžāϰā§āĻāύā§āϏ, āĻšā§āĻāĻ āĻāĻ āϏāĻŋāĻŽāĻŋāϞāĻžāϰ āĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞ āĻĒā§āϰāϏā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻāĨ¤
āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋ āĻšāϞ āϏā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāϏā§āϤ āĻ āϰāĻžāϤā§āϰ āĻŽāĻžāĻā§āϰ āĻāĻāĻžāĻļā§ āĻĻā§āĻāĻž āĻŽā§āϞāĻžāύ āĻāϞā§āĨ¤ āϰāĻžāϤā§āϰ āĻ
āύā§āϧāĻāĻžāϰ āĻĒā§āĻĨāĻŋāĻŦā§āĻā§ āĻĸā§āĻā§ āĻĢā§āϞāĻžāϰ āĻāĻā§ āĻĻāĻŋāύā§āϰ āĻāϞ⧠āϝā§āĻŽāύ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻŽā§āϞāĻžāύ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧ, āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋ āϤāĻžāϰāĻ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻāĨ¤ āĻāĻ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰā§āϰ āϏāĻžāĻšāĻžāϝā§āϝ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāύ āϝ⧠āϏā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāϏā§āϤā§āϰ āĻŽāϤ⧠āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻāĻŦā§āĻ āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋāĻ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻŽā§āϞāĻžāύ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āĻ
āύā§āϧāĻāĻžāϰ āϝā§āĻŽāύ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻāĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāϏā§, āϤā§āĻŽāύāĻ āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϧāĻā§āϝāĻ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻāĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāϏā§āĨ¤
Sonnet 73 explores the theme of the unstoppable passage of time and the inevitability of ageing and death. With the passing of time, a man loses his youthful beauty and vitality. The images of twilight and sunset thus highlight the gradual decline from the brightness of youth to the darkness of death. Thus, the imagery effortlessly connects to the overall message of the sonnet.
āϏāύā§āĻ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻāĻŋ-āĻĨā§āϰāĻŋ āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒā§āϞā§āϰāϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĨāĻŋāĻŽ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāύāϏā§āĻāĻĒā§āĻŦāϞ āĻĒā§āϝāĻžāϏā§āĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻŽ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāύāĻāĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻŦāĻŋāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĄā§āĻĨāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻĨ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻžāϏāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻŽ, āĻ āĻŽā§āϝāĻžāύ āϞā§āĻā§āϏ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨāĻĢā§āϞ āĻŦāĻŋāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻžāĻāĻāĻžāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŽā§āĻā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āϏāĻžāύāϏā§āĻ āĻĻāĻžāϏ āĻšāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞ āĻĄāĻŋāĻā§āϞāĻžāĻāύ āĻĢā§āϰāĻŽ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŦā§āϰāĻžāĻāĻāύā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨ āĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĄāĻžāϰā§āĻāύā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨāĨ¤ āĻĻāĻžāϏ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŽā§āĻāĻžāϰāĻŋ āĻāĻĢāϰā§āĻāϞā§āϏāϞāĻŋ āĻāĻžāύā§āĻā§āĻāϏ āĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻāĻžāϰāĻ
āϞ āĻŽā§āϏā§āĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏāύā§āĻāĨ¤
Sonnet 73-āĻ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧā§āϰ āĻ
āύāĻŋāĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϝ āĻ
āϤāĻŋāĻā§āϰāĻŽ, āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϧāĻā§āϝ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āϰ āĻ
āύāĻŋāĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϝāϤāĻžāϰ āĻŦāĻŋāώāϝāĻŧāĻāĻŋ āϤā§āϞ⧠āϧāϰāĻž āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧā§āϰ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āĻŽāĻžāύā§āώ āϤāĻžāϰ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āϏā§āύā§āĻĻāϰā§āϝ āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋ āĻšāĻžāϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻĢā§āϞā§āĨ¤ āϤāĻžāĻ āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋ āĻ āϏā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāϏā§āϤā§āϰ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰāĻāϞā§āĻĒ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻāĻā§āĻā§āĻŦāϞāϤāĻž āĻĨā§āĻā§ āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āϰ āĻ
āύā§āϧāĻāĻžāϰā§āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻāĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāĻā§ āϤā§āϞ⧠āϧāϰā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻ āĻāĻžāϰāĻŖā§āĻ āĻāĻ āĻāĻŋāϤā§āϰāĻāϞā§āĻĒ āϏāύā§āĻā§āϰ āϏāĻžāĻŽāĻā§āϰāĻŋāĻ āĻŦāĻā§āϤāĻŦā§āϝā§āϰ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āϏā§āύā§āĻĻāϰāĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āϝā§āĻā§āϤ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āĨ¤
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8. âWhich by and by black night doth take awayâ â What does âwhichâ refer to here? What does âby and byâ mean? What is symbolised by âblack nightâ? Explain the quoted line.
âāĻšā§āĻāĻ āĻŦāĻžāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻŦāĻžāĻ āĻŦā§āϞā§āϝāĻžāĻ āύāĻžāĻāĻ āĻĄāĻĨ āĻā§āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§ââāĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ âāĻšā§āĻāĻâ āϰāĻŋāĻĢāĻžāϰ āĻā§ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ? āĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ âāĻŦāĻžāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻŦāĻžāĻâ āĻŽāĻŋāύ? āĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻāĻ āϏāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻŦā§āϞāĻžāĻāĻāĻĄ āĻŦāĻžāĻ âāĻŦā§āϞā§āϝāĻžāĻ āύāĻžāĻāĻâ? āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒā§āϞā§āύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āĻā§āĻĄ āϞāĻžāĻāύāĨ¤
āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠âwhichâ āĻāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ? âby and byâ āĻāĻĨāĻžāĻāĻŋāϰ āĻ
āϰā§āĻĨ āĻā§? âblack nightâ āĻā§āϏā§āϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻ? āĻāĻĻā§āϧā§āϤ āĻĒāĻāĻā§āϤāĻŋāĻāĻŋ āĻŦā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻž āĻāϰā§āĨ¤
Ans. Here âwhichâ refers to the twilight, the symbol of approaching darkness as well as the gradual ending of life.
āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ âāĻšā§āĻāĻâ āϰāĻŋāĻĢāĻžāϰā§āϏ āĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻāϞāĻžāĻāĻ, āĻĻā§āϝ āϏāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻŦāϞ āĻ
āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĄāĻžāϰā§āĻāύā§āϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āϞ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞ āĻāύā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢāĨ¤
āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠âwhichâ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋāĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āĻā§āϧā§āϞāĻŋ āϝā§āĻŽāύ āĻāϏāύā§āύ āĻ
āύā§āϧāĻāĻžāϰā§āϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻ, āϤā§āĻŽāύāĻ āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻļā§āώ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻāĨ¤
âBy and byâ means gradually or eventually, suggesting the gradual process of ageing.
âāĻŦāĻžāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻŦāĻžāĻâ āĻŽāĻŋāύāϏ āĻā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞāĻŋ āĻ
āϰ āĻāĻā§āύā§āĻāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞāĻŋ, āϏāĻžāĻā§āϏā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞ āĻĒā§āϰāϏā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻāĻāĻŋāĻāĨ¤
âBy and byâ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻŦāĻž āĻļā§āώ āĻĒāϰā§āϝāύā§āϤ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻŋ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϧāĻā§āϝā§āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻāĻāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻĒā§āϰāĻā§āϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤
âBlack nightâ here symbolises death. After sunset, darkness of the night engulfs the land and the daylight soon fades away. Similarly, one day death will also snatch away the poetâs life and then he will be in complete rest.
âāĻŦā§āϞā§āϝāĻžāĻ āύāĻžāĻāĻâ āĻšāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āϏāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻŦā§āϞāĻžāĻāĻā§āϏ āĻĄā§āĻĨāĨ¤ āĻāĻĢāĻāĻžāϰ āϏāĻžāύāϏā§āĻ, āĻĄāĻžāϰā§āĻāύā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āύāĻžāĻāĻ āĻāύāĻāĻžāϞā§āĻĢāϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āϞā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĄā§āϞāĻžāĻāĻ āϏā§āύ āĻĢā§āĻĄāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§āĨ¤ āϏāĻŋāĻŽāĻŋāϞāĻžāϰāϞāĻŋ, āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāύ āĻĄā§ āĻĄā§āĻĨ āĻāĻāϞ āĻ
āϞāϏ⧠āϏā§āύā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻâāϏ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĻā§āύ āĻšāĻŋ āĻāĻāϞ āĻŦāĻŋ āĻāύ āĻāĻŽāĻĒā§āϞāĻŋāĻ āϰā§āϏā§āĻāĨ¤
āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠âblack nightâ āĻŦāĻž āĻāĻžāϞ⧠āϰāĻžāϤ āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻāĨ¤ āϏā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāϏā§āϤā§āϰ āĻĒāϰ āϰāĻžāϤā§āϰ āĻ
āύā§āϧāĻāĻžāϰ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻĒā§āĻĨāĻŋāĻŦā§āĻā§ āĻā§āϰāĻžāϏ āĻāϰ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻĻāĻŋāύā§āϰ āĻāϞ⧠āĻŽā§āĻā§ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻāĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻāĻāĻĻāĻŋāύ āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϰ āĻā§āĻŦāύāĻ āĻā§āĻĄāĻŧā§ āύā§āĻŦā§ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϤāĻāύ āϤāĻŋāύāĻŋ āϏāĻŽā§āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻŖ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āϰāĻžāĻŽā§ āĻāϞ⧠āϝāĻžāĻŦā§āύāĨ¤
The beauty and brightness of the day gradually fade away as the night arrives. âBlack nightâ thus takes away the light and energy of the day, bringing peace and rest instead. Symbolically, referring to inevitable mortality, the night, the symbol of death, takes away all the youth, energy, and vitality of life and brings eternal rest.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŦāĻŋāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻŦā§āϰāĻžāĻāĻāύā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĄā§ āĻā§āϰā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϞāĻŋ āĻĢā§āĻĄ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āύāĻžāĻāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāϰāĻžāĻāĻāϏāĨ¤ âāĻŦā§āϞā§āϝāĻžāĻ āύāĻžāĻāĻâ āĻĻāĻžāϏ āĻā§āĻāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āϞāĻžāĻāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāύāĻžāϰā§āĻāĻŋ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĄā§, āĻŦā§āϰāĻŋāĻāĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĒāĻŋāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āϰā§āϏā§āĻ āĻāύāϏā§āĻā§āĻĄāĨ¤ āϏāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻŦā§āϞāĻŋāĻā§āϝāĻžāϞāĻŋ, āϰāĻŋāĻĢāĻžāϰāĻŋāĻ āĻā§ āĻāύāĻāĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻŦāϞ āĻŽāϰā§āĻāĻžāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋ, āĻĻā§āϝ āύāĻžāĻāĻ, āĻĻā§āϝ āϏāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻŦāϞ āĻ
āĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨ, āĻā§āĻāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻ
āϞ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨ, āĻāύāĻžāϰā§āĻāĻŋ, āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻžāĻāĻāĻžāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋ āĻ
āĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻŦā§āϰāĻŋāĻāϏ āĻāĻāĻžāϰā§āύāĻžāϞ āϰā§āϏā§āĻāĨ¤
āϰāĻžāϤ āĻāϏāĻžāϰ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āĻĻāĻŋāύā§āϰ āϏā§āύā§āĻĻāϰā§āϝ āĻ āĻāĻā§āĻā§āĻŦāϞāϤāĻž āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻŽāĻŋāϞāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤ āϤāĻžāĻ âblack nightâ āĻĻāĻŋāύā§āϰ āĻāϞ⧠āĻ āĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋāĻā§ āĻā§āĻĄāĻŧā§ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϤāĻžāϰ āĻĒāϰāĻŋāĻŦāϰā§āϤ⧠āĻļāĻžāύā§āϤāĻŋ āĻ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āϰāĻžāĻŽ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāϏā§āĨ¤ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻā§ āĻ
āϰā§āĻĨā§, āĻŽāĻžāύā§āώā§āϰ āĻ
āύāĻŋāĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϝ āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϤ⧠āϰāĻžāϤ āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āϝā§āĻŦāύ, āĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋ āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋ āĻā§āĻĄāĻŧā§ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāĻŋāϰāϏā§āĻĨāĻžāϝāĻŧā§ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āϰāĻžāĻŽ āύāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāϏā§āĨ¤
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9. âDeathâs second self, that seals up all in rest.â What does the poet mean by âDeathâs second selfâ? How does it seal up all in rest?
âāĻĄā§āĻĨâāϏ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻĄ āϏā§āϞāĻĢ, āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āϏāĻŋāϞāϏ āĻāĻĒ āĻ
āϞ āĻāύ āϰā§āϏā§āĻââāĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻŽāĻŋāύ āĻŦāĻžāĻ âāĻĄā§āĻĨâāϏ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻĄ āϏā§āϞāĻĢâ? āĻšāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻāĻ āϏāĻŋāϞ āĻāĻĒ āĻ
āϞ āĻāύ āϰā§āϏā§āĻ?
âDeathâs second selfâ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϤ⧠āĻā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āύ? āĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āϏāĻŦāĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻā§ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āϰāĻžāĻŽā§āϰ āĻŽāϧā§āϝ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻĻā§āϧ āĻāϰā§?
Ans. In this line from Shakespeareâs Sonnet 73, the poet metaphorically calls sleep âDeathâs second selfâ. During sleep, all life activities temporarily stop, as we take rest. Death, on the other hand, is the ultimate end of life and gives us eternal rest. So, in order to bring out the similarity, sleep has been compared to death.
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When the night falls, darkness spreads everywhere, making everything quiet and still. People stop working, everyone goes to sleep, and the world rests. Night seals up all in rest by closing the day, allowing all living things to relax and recharge. While death brings eternal rest and the end of life, sleep provides us rest for a short period of time.
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10. Explain the metaphor in the third quatrain of âSonnet 73â.
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āĻ āϏāύā§āĻ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻāĻŋ-āĻĨā§āϰāĻŋāĨ¤
âSonnet 73â-āĻāϰ āϤā§āϤā§āϝāĻŧ āĻāϤā§āώā§āĻĒāĻĻā§āϤ⧠āĻŦā§āϝāĻŦāĻšā§āϤ āϰā§āĻĒāĻāĻāĻŋ āĻŦā§āϝāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻž āĻāϰā§āĨ¤
Ans. In the third quatrain of Sonnet 73, Shakespeare uses a metaphor comparing his life to a dying fire. He says that his body and spirit are like the glowing embers that are slowly turning to ashes. Just as a fire burns brightly at first but fades over time, the poet feels his energy and strength are disappearing as he grows older. This shows that, no matter how bright oneâs life was in his youth, it would eventually come to an end.
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As the fire goes out when the wood which has been fueling it is finished, life also ends when the strength of youth is over. This metaphor helps us see how time slowly takes away youth and strength. Throughout the sonnet, Shakespeare uses powerful images from nature to make his message clearâlife eventually fades, but understanding this makes love even more meaningful. It is a powerful image that helps readers feel the truth about ageing and time.
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11. âIn me thou seeâst the glowing of such fire / That on the ashes of his youth doth lie.â â What does âthe glowing of such fireâ signify here? Where does it lie and how? What does the âashes of his youthâ mean?
âāĻāύ āĻŽāĻŋ āĻĻāĻžāĻ āϏāĻŋāϏā§āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āϞā§āϝāĻŧāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āϏāĻžāĻ āĻĢāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ / āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻ
āύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻļā§āϏ āĻ
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ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻšāĻžāĻ? āĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ âāĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻļā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨâ āĻŽāĻŋāύ?
āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠âthe glowing of such fireâ āĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ? āĻāĻā§āύāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻĨāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻā§āĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻ
āĻŦāϏā§āĻĨāĻžāύ āĻāϰāĻā§? âashes of his youthâ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ?
Ans. The expression âglowing of such fireâ signifies the remains of the poetâs once-vibrant youth, which is now turned into glowing embers. It symbolises the declining vitality of his life.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻļāύ âāĻā§āϞā§āϝāĻŧāĻŋāĻ āĻ
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âāĻā§āϞā§āϝāĻŧāĻŋāĻ āĻ
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āĻŦāĻļāĻŋāώā§āĻ āĻ
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As the blazing fire of the poetâs youth is now reduced to the embers of old age, it is now lying on the ashes of the poetâs youthful vitality. When he was young, his energy and spirit were strong, like a bright flame. Now that he has aged, those strong feelings have weakened, like a dying fire resting on burned ashes.
āĻ
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āύ āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āύāĻĄ āĻ
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Just as a fire turns into ashes after consuming its fuel, the poetâs youthful days too have passed, leaving only memories behind. Thus, the poet uses âashes of his youthâ to refer to the bygone days of his youth. These ashes symbolise the experiences and joys of his younger life. The poet understands that his youth has faded, and he is left with only the remains of that time.
āĻāĻžāϏā§āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻ āĻĢāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻāĻžāϰā§āύāϏ āĻāύāĻā§ āĻ
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āĻ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāĻžāĻāĻŽāĨ¤
āĻāĻā§āύ āϝā§āĻŽāύ āĻā§āĻŦāĻžāϞāĻžāύāĻŋ āĻļā§āώ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āĻā§āϞ⧠āĻāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻĒāϰāĻŋāĻŖāϤ āĻšāϝāĻŧ, āϤā§āĻŽāύāĻ āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϰ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāύāĻā§āϞāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āϤā§āϤ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āĻā§āĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻļā§āϧ⧠āϏā§āĻŽā§āϤāĻŋ āϰā§āĻā§ āĻā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āϤāĻžāĻ âashes of his youthâ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋāϰ āĻ
āϤā§āϤ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻĻāĻŋāύāĻā§āϞāĻŋāĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻšāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻ āĻāĻžāĻ āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āϤāϰā§āĻŖ āĻŦāϝāĻŧāϏā§āϰ āĻ
āĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻāϤāĻž āĻ āĻāύāύā§āĻĻā§āϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻāĨ¤ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻŦā§āĻāϤ⧠āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻā§āύ āϝ⧠āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āϝā§āĻŦāύ āĻŽā§āϞāĻžāύ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āĻā§āĻā§ āĻāĻŦāĻ āϏā§āĻ āϏāĻŽāϝāĻŧā§āϰ āĻļā§āϧ⧠āĻ
āĻŦāĻļāĻŋāώā§āĻ āĻ
āĻāĻļ āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āĻāĻžāĻā§ āϰāϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āĨ¤
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12. âAs the death-bed, whereon it must expire,â â What does the poet mean by âdeath-bedâ?
âāĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĄā§āĻĨ-āĻŦā§āĻĄ, āĻšā§āϝāĻŧā§āϝāĻžāϰāĻ
āύ āĻāĻ āĻŽāĻžāϏā§āĻ āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰââāĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻŽāĻŋāύ āĻŦāĻžāĻ âāĻĄā§āĻĨ-āĻŦā§āĻĄâ?
âDeath-bedâ āĻŦāϞāϤ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϤ⧠āĻā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻā§āύ?
Ans. The word âdeath-bedâ in Sonnet 73 points out the certainty of death that brings an end to life. Death is inevitable (unavoidable) and invincible (unbeatable) in any manâs life, and everyone has to accept it.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰā§āĻĄ âāĻĄā§āĻĨ-āĻŦā§āĻĄâ āĻāύ āϏāύā§āĻ āϏā§āĻā§āύā§āĻāĻŋ-āĻĨā§āϰāĻŋ āĻĒāϝāĻŧā§āύā§āĻāϏ āĻāĻāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏāĻžāϰā§āĻā§āύāĻāĻŋ āĻ
āĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻŦā§āϰāĻŋāĻāϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύ āĻāύā§āĻĄ āĻā§ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢāĨ¤ āĻĄā§āĻĨ āĻāĻ āĻāύāĻāĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻŦāϞ (āĻāύāĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻĄā§āĻŦāϞ) āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāύāĻāĻŋāύā§āϏāĻŋāĻŦāϞ (āĻāύāĻŦāĻŋāĻā§āĻŦāϞ) āĻāύ āĻāύāĻŋ āĻŽā§āϝāĻžāύâāϏ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ, āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻāϰāĻŋāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāύ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻā§ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϏā§āĻĒā§āĻ āĻāĻāĨ¤
Sonnet 73-āĻ âdeath-bedâ āĻļāĻŦā§āĻĻāĻāĻŋ āĻā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āϏāĻŽāĻžāĻĒā§āϤāĻŋ āĻāĻāĻžāύ⧠āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝā§āϰ āĻ
āύāĻŋāĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϝāϤāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧāĨ¤ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āϝā§āĻ āĻŽāĻžāύā§āώā§āϰ āĻā§āĻŦāύ⧠āĻŽā§āϤā§āϝ⧠āĻ
āύāĻŋāĻŦāĻžāϰā§āϝ āĻāĻŦāĻ āĻ
āĻĒāϰāĻžāĻā§āϝāĻŧāĨ¤ āϤāĻžāĻ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āϝā§āĻāĻā§āĻ āĻāĻāĻĻāĻŋāύ āϤāĻž āĻŽā§āύ⧠āύāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻšāϝāĻŧāĨ¤
In the quoted line, the poet has compared his state to a dying fire. The same fuel that had fed the fire and made it a blazing flame has now burnt out. The heap of ashes left behind is now slowly extinguishing the dying embers. The poet has referred to this bed of ashes as âdeath-bedâ. It symbolises the fading away of his youthful vigour and vitality.
āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻā§āĻā§āĻĄ āϞāĻžāĻāύ, āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāĻŽāĻĒā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāϰā§āĻĄ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āϏā§āĻā§āĻ āĻā§ āĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻāĻ āĻĢāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āϏā§āĻāĻŽ āĻĢā§āϝāĻŧā§āϞ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻĄ āĻĢā§āĻĄ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻŽā§āĻĄ āĻāĻ āĻ āĻŦā§āϞā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻĢā§āϞā§āĻŽ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ āύāĻžāĻ āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āύā§āĻ āĻāĻāĻāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻšāĻŋāĻĒ āĻ
āĻ āĻ
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āĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻļā§āϏ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻ âāĻĄā§āĻĨ-āĻŦā§āĻĄâāĨ¤ āĻāĻ āϏāĻŋāĻŽā§āĻŦā§āϞāĻžāĻāĻā§āϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§ āĻ
āĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻ āĻāϝāĻŧā§āĻĨāĻĢā§āϞ āĻāĻŋāĻāϰ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻāĻžāĻāĻāĻžāϞāĻŋāĻāĻŋāĨ¤
āĻāĻĻā§āϧā§āϤ āĻĒāĻāĻā§āϤāĻŋāϤ⧠āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āύāĻŋāĻā§āϰ āĻ
āĻŦāϏā§āĻĨāĻžāĻā§ āύāĻŋāĻāϤ⧠āĻĨāĻžāĻāĻž āĻāĻā§āύā§āϰ āϏāĻā§āĻā§ āϤā§āϞāύāĻž āĻāϰā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤ āϝ⧠āĻā§āĻŦāĻžāϞāĻžāύāĻŋ āĻāĻā§āύāĻā§ āĻā§āĻŦāĻžāϞāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āĻāĻā§āĻā§āĻŦāϞ āĻļāĻŋāĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ āĻĒāϰāĻŋāĻŖāϤ āĻāϰā§āĻāĻŋāϞ, āϤāĻž āĻāĻāύ āĻĒā§āĻĄāĻŧā§ āĻļā§āώ āĻšāϝāĻŧā§ āĻā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āĻ
āĻŦāĻļāĻŋāώā§āĻ āĻāĻžāĻ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āύāĻŋāĻāϤ⧠āĻĨāĻžāĻāĻž āĻ
āĻā§āĻāĻžāϰāĻā§ āĻĸā§āĻā§ āĻĻāĻŋāĻā§āĻā§āĨ¤ āĻāĻŦāĻŋ āĻāĻ āĻāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧā§āϰ āϏā§āϤāϰāĻā§āĻ âdeath-bedâ āĻŦāϞā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤ āĻāĻāĻŋ āϤāĻžāĻāϰ āϝā§āĻŦāύā§āϰ āĻāĻĻā§āϝāĻŽ āĻ āĻĒā§āϰāĻžāĻŖāĻļāĻā§āϤāĻŋ āϧā§āϰ⧠āϧā§āϰ⧠āĻšāĻžāϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧā§ āϝāĻžāĻāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻĒā§āϰāϤā§āĻāĨ¤
The old age where the poet struggles unsteadily in the face of disease, pain, frailty, desolation, and the thoughts of looming death that would wipe out his very existence at any moment has now taken its place.
āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāϞā§āĻĄ āĻāĻāĻ āĻšā§āϝāĻŧā§āϝāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āϏā§āĻā§āϰāĻžāĻāϞāϏ āĻāύāϏā§āĻā§āĻĄāĻŋāϞāĻŋ āĻāύ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻĄāĻŋāĻāĻŋāĻ, āĻĒā§āĻāύ, āĻĢā§āϰā§āϞāĻāĻŋ, āĻĄā§āϏā§āϞā§āĻļāύ, āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĨāĻāϏ āĻ
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āύāĻŋāĻļā§āĻāĻŋāϤāĻāĻžāĻŦā§ āĻĻāĻŋāύ āĻāĻžāĻāĻžāĻā§āĻā§āύāĨ¤
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13. âIt must expire,â â What does it refer to? Why must it expire?
âāĻāĻ āĻŽāĻžāϏā§āĻ āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰââāĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻ āĻāĻ āϰāĻŋāĻĢāĻžāϰ āĻā§? āĻšā§āϝāĻŧāĻžāĻ āĻŽāĻžāϏā§āĻ āĻāĻ āĻāĻā§āϏāĻĒāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ?
âitâ āĻāĻžāĻā§ āĻŦā§āĻāĻžāϝāĻŧ? āĻā§āύ āϤāĻžāĻā§ āύāĻŋāĻā§ āϝā§āϤ⧠āĻšāĻŦā§?
Ans. In this line, it refers to the fire that is dying under the ashes produced by the burning of fuel. This dying fire represents the weakening life force of the poet. The poet has grown old and realizes that death is approaching him.
āĻāύ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āϞāĻžāĻāύ, āĻāĻ āϰāĻŋāĻĢāĻžāϰā§āϏ āĻā§ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĢāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻāĻ āĻĄāĻžāĻāĻ āĻāύā§āĻĄāĻžāϰ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻļā§āϏ āĻĒā§āϰā§āĻĄāĻŋāĻāϏāĻĄ āĻŦāĻžāĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻŦāĻžāϰā§āύāĻŋāĻ āĻ
āĻ āĻĢā§āϝāĻŧā§āϞāĨ¤ āĻĻāĻŋāϏ āĻĄāĻžāĻāĻ āĻĢāĻžāϝāĻŧāĻžāϰ āϰāĻŋāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻā§āύā§āĻāϏ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻāĻāĻā§āύāĻŋāĻ āϞāĻžāĻāĻĢ āĻĢā§āϰā§āϏ āĻ
āĻ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻāĨ¤ āĻĻā§āϝ āĻĒā§āϝāĻŧā§āĻ āĻšā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻā§āϰā§āύ āĻāϞā§āĻĄ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāύā§āĻĄ āϰāĻŋāϝāĻŧāĻžāϞāĻžāĻāĻā§āϏ āĻĻā§āϝāĻžāĻ āĻĄā§āĻĨ āĻāĻ āĻ
ā§āϝāĻžāĻĒā§āϰā§āĻāĻŋāĻ āĻšāĻŋāĻŽāĨ¤
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The fire must expire because the fuel that had been feeding the fire has burnt out. The blazing fire has been reduced to dying embers under the heap of ashes. Similarly, the poetâs life must end one day. The poet uses the metaphor of the dying fire to illustrate that old age, with its complications, sufferings, and frailty, is wiping out the life force that remains in the poet.
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