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William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

Fairy Land III

COME unto these yellow sands,
   And then take hands:
Court’sied when you have, and kiss’d,—
   The wild waves whist,—
Foot it featly here and there;
And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear.
   Hark, hark!
   Bow, wow,
   The watch-dogs bark:
   Bow, wow.
   Hark, hark! I hear
   The strain of strutting chanticleer
   Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow!

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Otras obras de William Shakespeare...
Sonnet LVI: Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said

Sweet love, renew thy force; be it… Thy edge should blunter be than ap… Which but to—day by feeding is all… To—morrow sharpened in his former… So, love, be thou, although to—day…
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A Lover’s Complaint

FROM off a hill whose concave wo… A plaintful story from a sistering… My spirits to attend this double v… And down I laid to list the sad-t… Ere long espied a fickle maid full…
Sonnet XII: When I do count the clock that tells the time

When I do count the clock that te… And see the brave day sunk in hide… When I behold the violet past pri… And sable curls all silver’d o’er… When lofty trees I see barren of…
Sonnet LXXXIX

Say that thou didst forsake me for… And I will comment upon that offe… Speak of my lameness, and I strai… Against thy reasons making no defe… Thou canst not, love, disgrace me…
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Sonnet CXXIX: The expense of spirit in a waste of shame

The expense of spirit in a waste o… Is lust in action; and till action… Is perjured, murderous, bloody, fu… Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not… Enjoy’d no sooner but despised str…
The Woman in the Waves, by Gustave Courbet
Sonnet XXXI: Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts

Thy bosom is endeared with all hea… Which I by lacking have supposed… And there reigns Love, and all Lo… And all those friends which I tho… How many a holy and obsequious tea…
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Sonnet XCI: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill

Some glory in their birth, some in… Some in their wealth, some in thei… Some in their garments, though new… Some in their hawks and hounds, so… And every humour hath his adjunct…
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Sonnet LVIII: That God Forbid, That Made Me First Your Slave

That god forbid, that made me firs… I should in thought control your t… Or at your hand th’ account of hou… Being your vassal bound to stay yo… O, let me suffer, being at your be…
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Portrait of a Venetian Woman, by Albrecht Dürer
Sonnet II: When forty winters shall beseige thy brow

When forty winters shall beseige t… And dig deep trenches in thy beaut… Thy youth’s proud livery, so gazed… Will be a tatter’d weed, of small… Then being ask’d where all thy bea…
Sonnet VI: Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface

Then let not winter’s ragged hand… In thee thy summer, ere thou be di… Make sweet some vial; treasure tho… With beauty’s treasure ere it be s… That use is not forbidden usury,
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Sonnet LIII

What is your substance, whereof ar… That millions of strange shadows o… Since every one hath, every one, o… And you, but one, can every shadow… Describe Adonis, and the counterf…
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Sonnet L: How Heavy Do I Journey on the Way

How heavy do I journey on the way… When what I seek, my weary travel… Doth teach that case and that repo… “Thus far the miles are measured f… The beast that bears me, tired wit…
Sonnet LXXVII: Thy Glass Will Show Thee How Thy Beauties Wear

Thy glass will show thee how thy b… Thy dial how thy precious minutes… These vacant leaves thy mind’s imp… And of this book, this learning ma… The wrinkles which thy glass will…
Sonnet LXI: Is it thy will thy image should keep open

Is it thy will thy image should ke… My heavy eyelids to the weary nigh… Dost thou desire my slumbers shoul… While shadows like to thee do mock… Is it thy spirit that thou send’st…
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If music be the food of love

If music be the food of love, play… Give me excess of it, that, surfei… The appetite may sicken, and so di… That strain again! it had a dying… O, it came o’er my ear like the sw…
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