Topic: shakespeare

In this Rhyme With your spirit gone what else remain? This world cannot its riches boast For a jewel in sorrow's light but plain When Life takes what you love the most. I am but Death undone, an empty shell A ghost where once my blood did flow And doomed this lonely world to dwell This burial ground no other death need know. The most vivid sounds I hear but mute to me Its brightest colors are only coldly dull The only taste I have is for eternity To take me from this place Life...

Sonnet 343 (Your Love) How sweet your voice that lightens up my day When robins sing your chords their notes inspire A perfect melody their music play Arousing in this man still more desire. How wonderful your eyes that stir my soul I look into as mirrors of your heart And this day's light, through them, does clearly show I learn that, from your sight, can’t live apart. How heavenly your walk is on Earth's land Massaging fawning breezes in your wake Your spritely sway where my s...

Sonnet 342 (Your Love I Know) The boughs are bare where late the birds once sang And, too, the garden cold where flowers grew And gone the warmth the day too me once brang Those sunny days that I had spent with you. And darkness falls where once the day so bright The night too quickly ushered in its place This world is best when in your eyes alight And winter thawing where your beauty trace. And you the sun where my own soul does live Like birds that always sing their melody So ...

Sonnet 339 (Time's Hand) And soon the steely hand of Time will come To coldly grasp the one who makes life sweet Now like a winter tree whose leaves succumb My life a barren place where once complete. The honeyed melodies that birds once taught Will strike the chords of loneliness in me The blissful warmth the morning sun once brought May still rise high but darkness all I'll see. Where once we lay before the ocean's shore And as we kissed the waves did gently sigh These fawning...

Sonnet 338 (The Only Certainty) Don't think you ever know what time will bring Despite what certainty you think you know For all your facts are but a fragile thing Like sturdy trees, away, the wind will blow. And even mountains, too, one day erode Today that seem, on earth, invincible But underneath their realm their end unfold To us, their majesty most visible. And ocean waves seem destined for the shore Not thinking that, one day, they will run dry But at their banks yo...