Love Essay

Shakespeare examines love in two different ways in Sonnets 116 and 130. In the first, love is treated in its most ideal form as an uncompromising force (indeed, as the greatest force in the universe); in the latter sonnet, Shakespeare treats love from a more practical aspect: it is viewed simply and realistically without ornament. Yet both sonnets are justifiable in and of themselves, for neither misrepresents love or speaks of it slightingly. Indeed, Shakespeare illustrates two qualities of love in the two sonnets: its potential and its objectivity. This paper will compare and contrast the two sonnets by Shakespeare and show how they represent two different attitudes to love.

Love is an interesting concept. Wikipedia describes love as “a variety of different emotional and mental states, typically strongly experienced” (Dictionary.com). Romeo and Juliet, written by Shakespeare, portrays the illogical choices that may be made when in love. Another source explains how love is addicting in the poem “The Raven” written by Edgar Allen Poe. “The Gift of the Magi” depicts people who mistake love for lust. The force of romantic love inflicts harm on many because it persuades lovers to make irrational decisions, it is negatively addictive, and many cannot differentiate love versus lust.

The journey that Richard and Mildred Loving took is important for history and for the future of civil rights in the United States. I recently watched the documentary The Loving Story and enjoyed the footage, pictures, and interviews of everyone involved in the Loving v. Virginia case. The documentary addressed the issue of interracial marriage in Virginia in 1967.

Is true love an unattainable ideal? Do we all have a soul mate? Is love just an exchange of lies for the purpose of flattery? These questions, and countless others, regarding love have been pondered by philosophers and pop music stars alike for hundreds of years. William Shakespeare examines these questions from two vantage points in “Sonnet 116” and “Sonnet 138.” Firstly, in “Sonnet 116”, Shakespeare analyzes love in a rhetorical manner, meaning that he is not discussing a specific relationship of his, but theorizing on the concept of love as a whole, in abstract terms. Conversely, in “Sonnet 138”, Shakespeare analyzes love in a specific manner. He looks inward to inspect a relationship between him and a woman, also known as The Dark Lady, and paints a much different picture of love than in “Sonnet 116”, in specific terms. In William Shakespeare’s “Sonnet 116” and “Sonnet 138”, Shakespeare analyzes love in abstract and specific terms; concluding that abstract love relies on affection, does not change or age, and is built upon a solid foundation of truth, while specific love, on the other hand, relies on lust, actively ignores change and aging, and revolves around deception. These two sonnets paint entirely adverse portraits of love in order to emphasize the dichotomy between the poet’s expectations of love, and the reality which does not live up to the poet’s expectations.

“Sonnet 18” and Sonnet “130,” were some of William Shakespeare’s most famous sonnets that he ever wrote. Both sonnets are very similar with the theme of love and beauty; however they contrast each other in their purpose, style, and whom William Shakespeare is writing the sonnet to. The sonnets are both written in two different styles of writing. “Sonnet 18” was written in a more traditional format, which paints the woman in a divine spotlight. “Sonnet 130” however contrasts “Sonnet 18” by instead of describing their subject as being beautiful they rather describing them as with imperfections and how they love that subject. Shakespeare uses a complimentary tone when he wrote “Sonnet 18” and uses a more ironic and satirical tone in his “Sonnet 130.” With the help of a complex metaphor, the tone he uses in each sonnet, and imagery, Shakespeare gives two very different takes on love and beauty.

Writers in the sixteenth century had grandiose ideas about love. The renaissance is a period when love poems were common. Many of those poems came in the form of sonnets describing the author’s love interest. These sonnets include flowery language comparing women to objects such as the sun, moon, and stars. William Shakespeare has also used this type of poem to describe women. He has also employed the typical poetic devices in many of his sonnets. However, in Sonnet 130, Shakespeare uses simile, hyperbole, and allegory to parody the conventional sonnets of his time.

Love is difficult to define, difficult to measure, and difficult to understand. Love is what great writers write about, great singers sing about, and great philosophers ponder. Love is a powerful emotion, for which there is no wrong definition, for it suits each and every person differently. Whether love is between family, friends, or lovers, it is an overwhelming emotion that can be experienced in many different ways.

I met her two years ago and we did not have much to say at that time. Little did I know that she would later steal my heart and become an intimate part of my life. As the saying goes "there is someone for anyone at any time in this life" and I was about to find out that this saying was so true. I have had a wall built around me and my defense was as a stronghold to protect myself from all the relationships that have come and gone over the years. I thought that I was meant to be alone in this old life and happiness was forever gone from me. This wonderful woman I am speaking of is Mary Doe, and the joy she has given me has revived my hope and faith that I may have finally found love and peace within. She has made me feel like I am a child

I have dreamed a thousand times if the day I finally have you, to feel your lips against mine, to take in your scent, to be yours. I know at first I won't be able to say much, for you see, I am not very good at communicating with words. I am two different women. The one that lives in normal life and follows to norms of society. Then there is the wild creäture that lives in me. she is my desires, my lust, as she is wild words are not always her form of communication, instead she uses the actions of her body. You beautiful stranger, with your dark eyes, have awoken that creäture. She is yearning for you, and on this day when we finally meet, she will be set free. The moment you walk into the room we make eye contact, you recognize the fire in my eyes. The burning desire to be yours at last. I gesture for you to come closer and before we can say anything I'm kissing you long and hard. I want to memorize your body with my lips, fix in my mind the way your hands feel all over my body as I tremble with desire for you to penetrate me. I beg you to not rush this, make it last, let's savor this moment. I want our bodies to complement each other's moves like a dance. I begin to sway my hips on top of you, set the rhythm, slow and sensual. You order me to look at you in the eye and enjoy every second like it will be our last. You gently push me down and I know exactly what you want. I begin kissing your hard cock, wrapping my lips gently around it and slide it down into my throat. I

A seemingly endless stretch of road takes me to where I am needed. The call that changes everything happened only moments ago and my heart has not ceased trying to pound its way out of my chest. The deep, dark abyss engulfs me as I speed past the barren land. The fear of missing this important moment overpowers the fear of hitting the crushing mass of a deer, so I press down on the gas pedal harder. Desperation causing all other worries and thoughts to fly out the window. I needed to be there the minute I got the call, but the 55 miles in between my destination and I laughs at my attempt to reach my destination in a timely manner and stretches on with no end in sight. Time is not my friend tonight. I feel the need to push the beast of a car as fast as it can possibly go bubbling up inside me, and I have to restrain myself with all my might. I am fighting a losing battle, I know, but still I try, knowing that I want to be there for this once in a lifetime moment. I had been waiting for this night for months, and now that it's finally here, I am in the middle of nowhere trying my hardest to get to where I need to be but not seeming to be getting anywhere.

I sat on the stone cold bench near the fountain with my eyes fixated on the water that gushed forth from its four spouts, though I was not focused on it. I was there for what felt like hours, though the watch wrapped around my wrist said otherwise. My stomach was in knots and my depths of my chest were churning. It had been two days since this turmoil had begun, yet my heart said it began decades ago.

The light shined through the thin hotel blinds to wake up the newly wedded couple on their romantic honeymoon. The beautiful tropical sky was cloudless with a never ending blue skyline. The turquoise water went on for miles in the horizon. As Mike open the blinds the glistening sun had blinded him. His beautiful wife laying in their king size been with the covers covering her scandalous body. Her blue eyes slowly opened as she gazed at Mike. The glimmer in her eyes made it clear that he was her true love. The night before was fulfilled with a passionate intimacy that would make a dream come true. With Mike staring at the pool filled with little kids he noticed a father and son swimming in the pool. The father was teaching his son how to swim for the first time. The son was about 6 or 7. Struggling to stay afloat the dad was right by his side making sure he wouldn’t drown. Mike just kept thinking about how amazing that was. To have someone of his own.

I was loved even before I was born, that is what my parents always told me. To be loved and fully accepted without reservation is their greatest gift to me. Raised by Christian parents who modeled Christ’s love, my early life was uneventful and peaceful. I followed the rules and never got in any serious trouble. So for the first ten years of my life, my faith was not tested and had no chance of maturing. My life of ease did not incite me to seek God or his purpose for me. God was in the background for me then.

A smile made its way to my lips as we finally reached the countryside, it stretched before us like a great quilt of golden, brown and green squares. It always had a unique way of making me feel at peace, the blustering wind, the fresh air, the clear sky, the radiant sun, and the chanting of birds, it all seemed like a hymn sung straight to my soul. Plus, the people there were really simple and honest, never been interested in judging one another, didn’t even give a damn about politics, or had any diplomatic views, they didn’t care about anything that was outside of their little bubble, they dealt with life day by day, and their biggest concern was always getting bread to feed themselves and raising their children peacefully.

Love is an abundant emotion that has different degrees. There is familial love, friendly love, unconditional love, and of course romantic love. Romantic love will be the superstar of this article. Romantic love may be around every corner whether between an old couple or a young teenage romance. However, love is not the easiest thing to attain. It is such a simple concept, though a difficult thing to actually have a person’s hands on.