And beauty, making beautiful old rhyme.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Sonnets & other Poetry
-- Sonnet cvi
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Sonnets & other Poetry
-- Sonnet cvi
Related:
- The ornament of beauty is suspect,
A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Sonnets & other Poetry... - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Sonnets & other Poetry... - And art made tongue-tied by authority.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Sonnets & other Poetry -- Sonnet... - And stretched metre of an antique song.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Sonnets & other Poetry -- Sonnet... - My grief lies onward and my joy behind.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Sonnets & other Poetry -- Sonnet... - But thy eternal summer shall not fade.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Sonnets & other Poetry -- Sonnet... - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Sonnets & other Poetry -- Sonnet... - Full many a glorious morning have I seen.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Sonnets & other Poetry -- Sonnet... - Like stones of worth, they thinly placed are,
Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Sonnets & other Poetry...
