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The Complete Poems of William Shakespeare

  • Menna Abu Zahraцитирует4 года назад
    Resembling strong youth in his middle age,
    Yet mortal looks adore his beauty still,
  • Menna Abu Zahraцитирует4 года назад
    And having climbed the steep-up heavenly hill,
  • Menna Abu Zahraцитирует4 года назад
    Be not self-willed for thou art much too fair,
    To be death’s conquest and make worms thine heir.
  • Menna Abu Zahraцитирует4 года назад
    With beauty’s treasure ere it be self-killed:
  • Menna Abu Zahraцитирует4 года назад
    Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place,
  • Menna Abu Zahraцитирует4 года назад
    Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse’
  • Menna Abu Zahraцитирует4 года назад
    Making a famine where abundance lies,
  • Anna Avdeevaцитирует4 года назад
    When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
    And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field,
    Thy youth’s proud livery so gazed on now,
    Will be a tattered weed of small worth held:
    Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,
    Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;
    To say within thine own deep sunken eyes,
    Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
    How much more praise deserved thy beauty’s use,
    If thou couldst answer ‘This fair child of mine
    Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse’
    Proving his beauty by succession thine.
    This were to be new made when thou art old,
    And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold.

    A beautiful piece of poetry

  • George Titusцитирует4 года назад
    So thou through windows of thine age shalt see,
    Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.
    But if thou live remembered not to be,
    Die single and thine image dies with thee.
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