Shakespearean Sonnets To become familiar with the sonnet form To investigate sonnet 9

Crash Course: Shakespearean Sonnets While watching the Crash Course video on Shakespearean Sonnets, answer the following: How many lines are there in a Shakespearean sonnet? How many quatrains and couplets are there in a Shakespearean sonnet? What is the rhyme scheme of a Shakespearean sonnet? What is the meter of a Shakespearean sonnet? How many syllables does every line have? What is the rhythm of the syllables? How many sonnets were written by Shakespeare? When were they written? Who published Shakespeare’s sonnet? Who is Mr. W.H.? Who are sonnets 1 – 126 dedicated to? What is special about that person? Who are sonnets 127 – 154 dedicated to? What is the difference between these sonnets?

Which of these lines is written in iambic pentameter? Look, what an unthrift in the world doth spend OR Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it; In fair Verona, where we lay our scene OR The quarrel is between our masters and us their men Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? OR Put up your swords; you know not what you do.

Does Sonnet 9 meet the requirements of a Shakespearean Sonnet? Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye That thou consumest thyself in single life? Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die. The world will wail thee, like a makeless wife; The world will be thy widow and still weep That thou no form of thee hast left behind, When every private widow well may keep By children's eyes her husband's shape in mind. Look, what an unthrift in the world doth spend Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it; But beauty's waste hath in the world an end, And kept unused, the user so destroys it. No love toward others in that bosom sits That on himself such murderous shame commits. Does Sonnet 9 meet the requirements of a Shakespearean Sonnet? Who is this sonnet addressed do? What kind of love is being shown? What is Shakespeare’s attitude to love and/or hate in this sonnet?

Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye The world will mourn you, like a wife with no husband; That thou consumest thyself in single life? As every widow will be able to keep Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die. If that person commits such a murderous shame. The world will wail thee, like a makeless wife; Look, a person who wastes his money in the world The world will be thy widow and still weep But if beauty is wasted it will be lost in the world, That thou no form of thee hast left behind, Ah! If you happen to die childless. When every private widow well may keep There is no love in that person’s heart for others By children's eyes her husband's shape in mind. Is just moving money around, but the world still has it; Look, what an unthrift in the world doth spend Is it because you’re afraid your widow will cry Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it; And if a person doesn’t use it, then he destroys it. But beauty's waste hath in the world an end, The world will be your widow and still weep And kept unused, the user so destroys it. The shape of her husband by looking at her children. No love toward others in that bosom sits That you didn’t leave a copy of yourself behind, That on himself such murderous shame commits. That you eat your own life by remaining single?

Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye Is it because you’re afraid your widow will cry That thou consumest thyself in single life? That you eat your own life by remaining single? Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die. Ah! If you happen to die childless. The world will wail thee, like a makeless wife; The world will mourn you, like a wife with no husband; The world will be thy widow and still weep The world will be your widow and still weep That thou no form of thee hast left behind, That you didn’t leave a copy of yourself behind, When every private widow well may keep As every widow will be able to keep By children's eyes her husband's shape in mind. The shape of her husband by looking at her children. Look, what an unthrift in the world doth spend Look, a person who wastes his money in the world Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it; Is just moving money around, but the world still has it; But beauty's waste hath in the world an end, But if beauty is wasted it will be lost in the world, And kept unused, the user so destroys it. And if a person doesn’t use it, then he destroys it. No love toward others in that bosom sits There is no love in that person’s heart for others That on himself such murderous shame commits. If that person commits such a murderous shame.

Modern Day Iambic Pentameter With your partner, write a conversation (with at least 3 lines each) in iambic pentameter.