Complete Sonnets (Illustrated)Shakespeare’s sonnets are the best samples of “high poetry”. Literature historians have been arguing about them for several centuries, trying to solve the secret of mysterious “dark lady” and poet’s young friend to whom he devoted the works. A lot of science and fictional books are written and some films are shot about the possible story how he had created his sonnets. But ordinary readers just enjoy the beauty of Shakespeare’s language and passion of his inspiration that turned this collection of sonnets into the most genius poetry cycle in the history of world literature. Illustrated by Olga Moss. |
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Page v
... summer on To hideous winter, and confounds him there; Sap checked with frost, and lusty leaves quite gone, Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness every where: Then were not summer's distillation left, A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass ...
... summer on To hideous winter, and confounds him there; Sap checked with frost, and lusty leaves quite gone, Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness every where: Then were not summer's distillation left, A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass ...
Page vi
William Shakespeare. VI. Then let not winter's ragged hand deface, In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill'd: Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place With beauty's treasure ere it be self-kill'd. That use is not forbidden usury ...
William Shakespeare. VI. Then let not winter's ragged hand deface, In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill'd: Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place With beauty's treasure ere it be self-kill'd. That use is not forbidden usury ...
Page xii
... summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast ...
... summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast ...
Page xvii
... your true rights be term'd a poet's rage And stretched metre of an antique song: But were some child of yours alive that time, You should live twice,-in it, and in my rhyme. XVIII Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou.
... your true rights be term'd a poet's rage And stretched metre of an antique song: But were some child of yours alive that time, You should live twice,-in it, and in my rhyme. XVIII Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou.
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William Shakespeare. XVIII. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough ... summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st, Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade ...
William Shakespeare. XVIII. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough ... summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st, Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade ...
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bear beauty beauty's better blessed breath bright bring cheek dead dear death decay deeds delight desire dost thou doth earth eyes face fair false faults fear fire flowers gentle give glass grace grow hand happy hast hate hath heart heaven hold keep kind leave lies lines live look lose loss love's mayst memory mind Muse nature never night º º once painted past pity pleasure poor praise pride proud prove reason rich rose Save seen shadow shalt shame sight sing soul speak spirit stand stay strong summer's sweet tell thee thine thine eyes things thou art thou dost thou wilt thought thy love thy sweet thyself Time's tongue true truth verse waste Whilst worth write youth