Featured Poem – Sonnet XVI

April 15, 2014 at 4:28 pm | Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Leave a comment
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Our next poem features William Shakespeare. You can find more information about Shakespeare at the Poetry Foundation.

 

Sonnet XVI

William Shakespeare

But wherefore do not you a mightier way

Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?

And fortify your self in your decay

With means more blessed than my barren rhyme?

Now stand you on the top of happy hours,

And many maiden gardens, yet unset,

With virtuous wish would bear you living flowers,

Much liker than your painted counterfeit:

So should the lines of life that life repair,

Which this, Time’s pencil, or my pupil pen,

Neither in inward worth nor outward fair,

Can make you live your self in eyes of men.

 

To give away yourself, keeps yourself still,

And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill.

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