Soodaroo in Love
Monday, January 09, 2006
Love
Sonnet no 28
William Shakespeare
How can I then return in happy plight
That am debarred the benefit of rest,
When day’s oppression is not eased by night,
But day by night and night by day oppressed,
And each, though enemies to either’s reign,
Do in consent shake hands to torture me,
The one by toil, the other to complain
How far I toil, still farther off from thee?
I tell the day, to please him, thou are bright
And dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven;
So flatter I the swart-complexioned night,
When sparkling stars twire not, thou glid’st the even.
But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer,
And night doth nightly make grief’s length seem stronger.
I fond this in Shakespeare Sonnet which I am reading these days, I always read some lines of poetry between my programs, and tonight, before studying I open my book and read this poem and that was a great influence on me, I can say that I did not know Shakespeare before reading these lines, I type this sonnet for you, hoping that you understand some emotion of my heart.
Soodaroo
2006-01-07
11:16 PM
William Shakespeare
How can I then return in happy plight
That am debarred the benefit of rest,
When day’s oppression is not eased by night,
But day by night and night by day oppressed,
And each, though enemies to either’s reign,
Do in consent shake hands to torture me,
The one by toil, the other to complain
How far I toil, still farther off from thee?
I tell the day, to please him, thou are bright
And dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven;
So flatter I the swart-complexioned night,
When sparkling stars twire not, thou glid’st the even.
But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer,
And night doth nightly make grief’s length seem stronger.
I fond this in Shakespeare Sonnet which I am reading these days, I always read some lines of poetry between my programs, and tonight, before studying I open my book and read this poem and that was a great influence on me, I can say that I did not know Shakespeare before reading these lines, I type this sonnet for you, hoping that you understand some emotion of my heart.
Soodaroo
2006-01-07
11:16 PM
Comments:
ANOTHER SHAKESPEARE SONNET
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 worths unknown although his height be taken
Love's not time's fool though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come
Love alters not with its brief hours and weeks but bears it out even to the edge of doom
If this be error and upon me proved
i never writ
Nor no man ever loved
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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 worths unknown although his height be taken
Love's not time's fool though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come
Love alters not with its brief hours and weeks but bears it out even to the edge of doom
If this be error and upon me proved
i never writ
Nor no man ever loved
