This sonnet, being one of the first “Dark Lady” sonnets, is very interesting to me. It shows how his tone changes when he is head over heels for the boy, and when he is with the lady just because there is no other person left for him. He goes on and on about how love is so wrong and lust can be extremely dangerous. It is one of the worst qualities a human can possess. Shakespeare says it is “murderous, rude, cruel, and full of blame”, but I believe that it is his own way of making excuses for himself and it explains why he is with this “Dark Lady”. He doesn’t love her, he lusts over her. He writes about how bad sex is, and how something so heavenly can lead someone to hell. It can be such a great thing when you’re “in the moment”, but once reality hits, you feel nothing but sorrow.
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