SonetosEditorial Renacimiento, 2004 - 327 páginas |
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... with beauty were bereft , Nor it nor no remembrance what it was : But flowers distill'd though they with winter meet , Leese but their show ; their substance still lives sweet . Las horas que en gentil labor formaron tan dulce vista 28 28 ...
... with beauty were bereft , Nor it nor no remembrance what it was : But flowers distill'd though they with winter meet , Leese but their show ; their substance still lives sweet . Las horas que en gentil labor formaron tan dulce vista 28 28 ...
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... They do but sweetly chide thee , who confounds In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear . Mark how one string , sweet husband to another , Strikes each in each by mutual ordering , Resembling sire and child and happy mother Who ...
... They do but sweetly chide thee , who confounds In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear . Mark how one string , sweet husband to another , Strikes each in each by mutual ordering , Resembling sire and child and happy mother Who ...
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... and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast as they see others grow ; And nothing ' gainst Time's scythe can make defence Save breed , to brave him when he takes thee hence . CUANDO observo el reloj que marca el tiempo , y 42 XII.
... and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast as they see others grow ; And nothing ' gainst Time's scythe can make defence Save breed , to brave him when he takes thee hence . CUANDO observo el reloj que marca el tiempo , y 42 XII.
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... They draw but what they see , know not the heart . Mi vista es el pintor que ha dibujado tu belleza 66 XXIV.
... They draw but what they see , know not the heart . Mi vista es el pintor que ha dibujado tu belleza 66 XXIV.
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Página 206 - They that have power to hurt, and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow ; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.
Página 160 - Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe. O...
Página 250 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Página 170 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change ? Why, with the time, do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange ? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, • That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
Página 126 - LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths are...
Página 164 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Página 146 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away. This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
Página 78 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight. Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Página 190 - Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of all too precious you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead ? No, neither he, nor his compeers by night Giving him aid, my verse astonished.