Shakespeare Sonnet

موضوع: Shakespeare Sonnet الأربعاء أبريل 25, 2012 8:31 pm

Shakespeare Sonnet

Then let not winter's ragged hand deface,
In thee thy summer, ere thou be distilled:
Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place
...With beauty's treasure ere it be self-killed.
That use is not forbidden usury,
Which happies those that pay the willing loan;
That's for thy self to breed another thee,
Or ten times happier, be it ten for one;
Ten times thy self were happier than thou art,

If ten of thine ten times re figured thee:
Then what could death do if thou should st depart,
Leaving thee living in posterity?
Be not self-willed, for thou art much too fair
To be death's conquest and make worms thine heir

موضوع: رد: Shakespeare Sonnet الأحد أبريل 29, 2012 11:48 am

nice words