A group of New York poetry freaks have started the Sonnet Project, where they will produce a short film at an NYC location for each of Shakespeare’s 154 sonnets. Check it out at
I wonder what they’ll do with number 110? It’s a new one to me, and I’ll be damned if I know what it means. Any help? -ed.
Sonnet 110: Alas, ’tis true I have gone here and there
Alas, ’tis true I have gone here and there
And made myself a motley to the view,
Gor’d mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,
Made old offences of affections new.
Most true it is that I have look’d on truth
Askance and strangely: but, by all above,
These blenches gave my heart another youth,
And worse essays prov’d thee my best of love.
Now all is done, have what shall have no end!
Mine appetite, I never more will grind
On newer proof, to try an older friend,
A god in love, to whom I am confin’d.
Then give me welcome, next my heaven the best,
Even to thy pure and most most loving breast.