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Sonnet 4
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thy self thy beauty's legacy? Nature's bequest gives nothing, but doth lend, And being frank she lends to those are free: Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou abuse The bounteous largess given thee to give?...
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Sonnet 3
Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another; Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest, Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother. For where is she so fair whose uneared womb Disdains the tillage...
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Sonnet 2
When forty winters shall beseige thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held: Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy...
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Sonnet 1
From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light'st flame with self-substantial...
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Sonnet 13
Le Chevalier d'Éon (1728 - 1810) un autre hésitant entre deux sexes O! that you were your self; but, love, you are No longer yours, than you your self here live: Against this coming end you should prepare, And your sweet semblance to some other give:...
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Sonnet 11
Picasso, Autoportrait 1972 As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st In one of thine, from that which thou departest; And that fresh blood which youngly thou bestow'st, Thou mayst call thine when thou from youth convertest. Herein lives wisdom,...
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Sonnet 10
Jhannes Vermeer La,jeune fille à la perle (1665) Est-ce la beauté pour vous? For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any, Who for thy self art so unprovident. Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many, But that thou none lov'st is most evident:...
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Sonnet 9
Un Panier-percé. Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye, That thou consum'st thy self in single life? Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die, The world will wail thee like a makeless wife; The world will be thy widow and still weep That thou no form of thee...
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Sonnet 8
le char du soleil sur un vase Grec Lo! in the orient when the gracious light Lifts up his burning head, each under eye Doth homage to his new-appearing sight, Serving with looks his sacred majesty; And having climbed the steep-up heavenly hill, Resembling...
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DH Lawrence lit Shakespeare
D. H. Lawrence, (11 Septembre 1885 - 2 mars 1930 When I read Shakespeare I am struck with wonder that such trivial people should muse and thunder in such lovely language. Lear, the old buffer, you wonder his daughters didn't treat him rougher, the old...
