Categoria: Altri Autori

El bastón, las monedas, el llavero, la dócil cerradura, las tardíasnotas que no leerán los pocos díasque me quedan, los naipes y el tablero,un libro y en sus páginas la ajadavioleta, monumento de una tardesin duda inolvidable y ya olvidada,el rojo espejo occidental en que ardeuna ilusoria aurora. !Cuántas cosas,limas, umbrales, atlas, copas, clavos,nos sirven … Continua a leggere Las Cosas

My tongue-tied muse in manners holds her still, while comments of your praise, richly compiled, reserve their character with golden quill and precious phrase by all the Muses filed. I think good thoughts whilst other write good words, and, like unlettered clerk, still cry “Amen” to every hymn that able spirit affords in polished form … Continua a leggere Sonnet 85

Or I shall live your epitaph to make, or you survive when I in earth am rotten, from hence your memory death cannot take, although in me each part will be forgotten. Your name from hence immortal life shall have, though I, once gone, to all the world must die; the earth can yield me … Continua a leggere Sonnet 81

Against my love shall be as I am now with Time’s injurious hand crushed and o’erworn, when hours have drained his blood and filled his brow with lines and wrinkles, when his youthful morn hath travell’d on to age’s steepy night, and all those beauties whereof now he’s king are vanishing, or vanished out of … Continua a leggere Sonnet 63

Against that time “if ever that time come” when I shall see thee frown on my defects, whenas thy love hath cast his utmost sum, called to that audit by advised respects; against that time when thou shalt strangely pass, and scarcely greet me with that sun, thine eye, when love, converted from the thing … Continua a leggere Sonnet 49

In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn, but thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing: In act thy bed-vow broke, and new faith torn in vowing new hate after new love bearing. But why of two oaths’ breach do I accuse thee, when I break twenty? I am perjured most, for all my … Continua a leggere Sonnet 152

Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly?Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy:Why lov’st thou that which thou receiv’st not gladly,or else receiv’st with pleasure thine annoy? If the true concord of well-tunèd sounds,by unions married, do offend thine ear,they do but sweetly chide thee, who confoundsin singleness the parts that thou … Continua a leggere Sonnet 8

When thou shalt be disposed to set me light, and place my merit in the eye of scorn, upon thy side against myself I’ll fight, and prove thee virtuous, though thou art forsworn. With mine own weakness being best acquainted, upon thy part I can set down a story of faults concealed, wherein I am … Continua a leggere Sonnet 88

Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, thy dial how thy precious minutes waste, the vacant leaves thy mind’s imprint will bear, and of this look this learning mayst thou taste: the wrinkles which thy glass will truly show of mouthèd graves will give thee memory; thoy by thy dial’s shady stealth mayst … Continua a leggere Sonnet 77