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Saturday, March 20, 2010
Shakespeare's Sonnet 18 Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day
"Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day?"
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
"A Heart of Stone," A Poem by Beckie M.
"A Heart of Stone"
Once I had a heart of stone
For it had surely lost its home
It could not love or wanted too
But in my life, then came you.
The stones began to fall away
As happiness began to fill my day
A feeling so sweet and special too
Could this be love, I pray is true.
My heart now sings a song of love
For I know that it was sent from above
My heart is warm, there is no cold
Hard no more, but with wings of gold.
It soars above the sky so high
Sometimes I think of why and cry
My heart now sings a loving song
For the part of me I thought was gone.
The gift that you have given me
Is so important, can't you see
No more sadness or being alone
For now my heart returns to home.
"A Slumber did my Spirit Seal," A Poem by William Wordsworth
"A Slumber did my Spirit Seal"
A slumber did my spirit seal;
I had no human fears:
She seemed a thing that could not feel
The touch of earthly years.
No motion has she now, no force;
She neither hears nor sees;
Rolled round in earth's diurnal course,
With rocks, and stones, and trees.
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