Sonnet 108

U / U / U / U / U /

Whats in the brain that ink may character; A

Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit, B

Whats new to speak, what now to register, A

That may express my love, or thy dear merit? B

Nothing sweet boy, but yet like prayers divine, C

I must each day say oer the very same, D

Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine, C

Even as when first I hallowed thy fair name. D

So that eternal love in loves fresh case, E

Weighs not the dust and injury of age, F

Nor gives to necessary wrinkles place, E

But makes antiquity for aye his page, F

Finding the first conceit of love there bred, G

Where time and outward form would show it dead. G

The use of this hopeless imagery shows his concern for how to express his love more than he already has.

Asking himself how to show his love through words in a way that he hasnt already.

The use of his hopeful diction states that like prayers he will repeat his love everyday.

In other words age has no affect on his love

Although the records/ memories of their love will become old, it will have a new meaning as time passes.