Sonet LIV

O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live.

The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye
As the perfumed tincture of the roses,
Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly
When summer's breath their masked buds discloses:

But, for their virtue only is their show,
They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade,
Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so;

Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made:
And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth,
When that shall fade, my verse distills your truth. 

Submited by

Martes, Julio 12, 2011 - 01:37

Poesia Consagrada :

Sin votos aún

Shakespeare

Imagen de Shakespeare
Desconectado
Título: Membro
Last seen: Hace 15 años 30 semanas
Integró: 10/14/2008
Posts:
Points: 410

Add comment

Inicie sesión para enviar comentarios

other contents of Shakespeare

Tema Título Respuestas Lecturas Último envíoordenar por icono Idioma
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time 0 8.559 07/12/2011 - 02:13 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 119: What potions have I drunk of Siren tears 0 6.632 07/12/2011 - 02:12 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 118: Like as to make our appetite more keen 0 6.039 07/12/2011 - 02:09 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds 0 6.270 07/12/2011 - 02:07 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 115: Those lines that I before have writ do lie 0 5.697 07/12/2011 - 02:06 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 114: Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you 0 6.745 07/12/2011 - 02:05 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 113: Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind 0 5.839 07/12/2011 - 02:04 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 112: Your love and pity doth th' impression fill 0 6.293 07/12/2011 - 02:02 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 111: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide 0 5.659 07/12/2011 - 02:01 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 110: Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there 0 5.789 07/12/2011 - 01:59 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st 0 7.062 07/12/2011 - 01:58 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 109: O, never say that I was false of heart 0 6.921 07/12/2011 - 01:57 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 108: What's in the brain that ink may character 0 6.468 07/12/2011 - 01:57 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 107: Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul 0 5.786 07/12/2011 - 01:56 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time 0 6.003 07/12/2011 - 01:54 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 105: Let not my love be called idolatry 0 7.116 07/12/2011 - 01:53 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old 0 6.873 07/12/2011 - 01:53 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 103: Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth 0 6.196 07/12/2011 - 01:52 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 102: My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming 0 5.863 07/12/2011 - 01:50 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 101: O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends 0 6.398 07/12/2011 - 01:43 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/General Sonnet 100: Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long 0 6.616 07/12/2011 - 01:42 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 10: For shame, deny that thou bear'st love to any 0 5.457 07/12/2011 - 01:40 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonnet 1 0 6.610 07/12/2011 - 01:38 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/Soneto Sonet LIV 0 6.389 07/12/2011 - 01:37 Inglés
Poesia Consagrada/General Silvia 0 7.095 07/12/2011 - 01:36 Inglés