Sonnet 52

Shakespeare. Sonnet 1

«So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure».
 

The poet grows more accepting of his separation from the young man, whom he likens to “up-lockèd treasure.” 

Sonnet 52
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So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure,
The which he will not every hour survey,
For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure.
Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare,
Since, seldom coming, in the long year set,
Like stones of worth they thinly placed are,
Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
So is the time that keeps you as my chest,
Or as the wardrobe which the robe doth hide,
To make some special instant special blest,
By new unfolding his imprison’d pride.
Blessed are you, whose worthiness gives scope,
Being had, to triumph, being lack’d, to hope.

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This image of the youth as a treasure unites the sonnet: In line 9, the poet writes, “So is the time that keeps you as my chest,” “chest” clearly referring to the locked treasure that is the youth. Also, the terms “imprisoned” in line 12 and “up-locked” are similarly linked.

Finally realizing that separation from the young man has its advantages, the poet deems it a blessing in disguise that he and the youth meet infrequently — encounters that he characterizes as “feasts so solemn and so rare.” The fewer meetings between the two, the more special and intensely emotional are those rendezvous.

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Summary from Cliffsnotes.com

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