Les sonnets de Shakespeare

The Sonnets of Shakespeare

Charles-Marie Garnier

ESSAY IN AN INTERPRETATION IN FRENCH VERSE. — II

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This fifteenth cahier, the Easter cahier of the eighth series, continues Charles-Marie Garnier’s verse translations of Shakespeare’s Sonnets into French. The table of contents for this installment includes:

CXLII. — Love is my sin, thy virtue is thy hate… CXLIII. — Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch… CXLIV. — Two loves I have of comfort and despair…

Interlude: playful lips. CXLV. — Those lips that Love’s own hand did make…

The poet’s soul revolts. CXLVI. — Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth…

Harassed by love, it falls vanquished. CXLVII. — My love is as a fever, longing still… CXLVIII. — O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head… CXLIX. — Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not… CL. — O, from what power hast thou this powerful might… CLI. — Love is too young to know what conscience is… CLII. — In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn… CLIII. — Two versions of one epigram from the Greek Anthology on Cupid, in two sonnets not inserted. CLIV. —