My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, The uncertain sickly appetite to please. My reason, the physician to my love, Angry that his prescriptions are not kept, Hath left me, and I desperate now approve Desire is death, which physic did except. Past cure I am, now reason is past care, And frantic-mad with evermore unrest; My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are, At random from the truth vainly express'd; For I have sworn thee fair and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. Paraphrased: My love is sickly feeding the disease and what prolongs the illness, just to please sick desires the body has. My reason, the love's doctor, is angry I do not obey his decisions. So, he has completely left me, and I desperately approve and understand that desire is death, which physic did except. I'm done caring and my reason is also done caring and I am crazy mad with unrest. My thoughts and words are the same as other crazy people and i can't help but tell lies. I used to think of you as perfect but you're really terrible and dark. I’m not entirely too sure whether William Shakespeare is the speaker or it is someone else. Nevertheless, whoever the speaker may be he is someone suffering from loving the wrong person. William Shakespeare spends this whole sonnet venting to his reader. However, at the very end he directs his attention to his lover. In this change of focus the speaker, William Shakespeare, changes tones. The speaker goes from a reflective, regretting, and sadden tone to a hostile, annoyed, and disgusted tone. The tone changes, but the theme remains the same throughout the full sonnet. While the tone is not consistent it does go hand and hand with the theme and subject of the sonnet. The sonnet’s theme is the consequence of loving the wrong person. Actually, loving the wrong person was not the criticized part; it was the fact that the speaker gave his love to someone who did not love him back. The speaker kicks himself throughout the sonnet, mad that he did not listen to his mind. The subject of this sonnet could then be the downfall to when your heart doesn’t listen to your mind. The speaker understands that he should not be in love with this person, he knows this and it’s making him sick. He may not be physically sick, but his mental state after toying with his heart and mind is fragile. Being as he acknowledges the fact that he was wrong for listening to his heart, the speaker is not a true madman, as he describes himself, but a man not loved “properly”.
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