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Sonnet 12
Marcel, un autre connaisseur des pertes du temps. When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls, all silvered o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren...
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Sonnet 7
Montagnes et soleil levant. 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 strong...
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sonnet 6
Paysage d'hiver Barend Avercamp (1612-1679) Then let not winter's ragged hand deface, In thee thy summer, ere thou be distilled: Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place With beauty's treasure ere it be self-killed. That use is not forbidden...
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Sonnet 5
II y a de l'hiver dans ce sonnet. Avez-vous vu le film Béliers et son hiver Islandais? Those hours, that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell, Will play the tyrants to the very same And that unfair which fairly doth excel;...
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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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Traduction
Shitao (1624-1707) Voici comment j'envisage la traduction. Dans ces lignes sur la traduction, il n’y a aucun des développements intelligents et érudits que feraient des hommes et des femmes de plus de talent, il ne sera question que du plaisir et des...
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Sonnet 3
Boulevard Montmartre, Matinée de Printemps par Camille Pissarro (1830-1903) 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...
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Sonnet 2
Pierre Bruegel l'ancien, Chasseurs dans la neige 1565 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...
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Sonnet 1
le Sonnet 1 dans le Quarto 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...
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116
Dies Irae, Julian Beever Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken;...
