Episode 30: Stinky Deeds

We are back in action with SONNET 69!  Question: Have you ever used the statement, "You stink!" to someone who didn't actually smell stinky but their actions disappointed you enough to use such an exclamation?  Well, Shakespeare has, too, but he just happens to say it a little more eloquently.

Old Word New: pickers and stealers - hands.

1609 QUARTO                                                                            ACTING CLUES VERSION

Those parts of thee that the worlds eye doth view,                     Those parts of thee that the worlds eye doth view,

Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend:                     Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend:

All toungs (the voice of soules) give thee that end,                     All tongues (the voice of souls) give thee that end,

Uttring bare truth, even so as foes Commend.                             Uttering bare truth, even so as foes Commend.

Their outward thus with outward praise is crownd,                     Their outward thus with outward praise is crowned,

But those same toungs that give thee so thine owne,                   But those / same tongues that give thee so thine own,

In other accents doe this praise confound                                    In other accents do this praise confound

By seeing farther then the eye hath showne.                                By seeing farther then the eye hath shown.

They looke into the beauty of thy mind,                                       They look into the beauty of thy mind,

And that in guesse they measure by thy deeds,                            And that in guess they measure by thy deeds,

Then churls their thoughts (although their eies were kind)           Then churl their thoughts (although their eyes were kind)

To thy faire flower ad the rancke smell of weeds,                         To thy fair flower add the rank smell of weeds,

     But why thy odor matcheth not thy show,                                             But why thy odor matcheth not thy show,

      The solye is this, that thou doest common grow.                                  The soil is this, that thou dost common grow.

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