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Sonnet 21
Les Muses Inquiétantes Giorgio de Chirico (1918) So is it not with me as with that Muse, Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven itself for ornament doth use And every fair with his fair doth rehearse, Making a couplement of proud compare'...
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Sonnet 20
'C'est qu'un matin d'avril, un beau cavalier pâle, Un pauvre fou, s'assit muet à tes genoux !' Arthur Rimbaud (Ophélia) A woman's face with nature's own hand painted, Hast thou, the master mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted...
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Sonnet 19
'Ni le temps passé, ni les amours reviennent...' Guilaume Appolinaire (Sous le Pont Mirabeau) Devouring Time blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood, Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws, And burn the...
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Sonnet 18
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines... 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: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven...
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Sonnet 17
Masque d'Agamemnon Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were filled with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes, And...
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Sonnet 16
Le temps mou des montres molles de Dali. But wherefore do not you a mightier way Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time? And fortify yourself in your decay With means more blessed than my barren rhyme? Now stand you on the top of happy hours, And many...
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Sonnet 15
le temps en guerre When I consider everything that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment, That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows Whereon the stars in secret influence comment; When I perceive that men as plants increase, Cheered and...
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Sonnet 14
Frederic Nietzsche (1844 - 1900) 'Ceux qui croient à l'astrologie, sont ceux qui croient que l'univers a été créé autour d'eux' Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck; And yet methinks I have Astronomy, But not to tell of good or evil luck, Of plagues,...
