Sonnets LXIV: When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defac’d
July 6, 2023Sonnets CXXIX: Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame
July 6, 2023Sonnets LX: Like as the waves make towards the pebbl’d shor
Like as the waves make towards the pebbl’d shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light,
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown’d,
Crooked eclipses ‘gainst his glory fight,
And Time that gave doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth
And delves the parallels in beauty’s brow,
Feeds on the rarities of nature’s truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow:
And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand,
Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare (1564-1616) is considered one of the greatest playwrights in history. He wrote numerous plays, including tragedies, comedies, and historical plays, such as "Hamlet," "Romeo and Juliet," and "Macbeth." His works have been translated into every major language, and his influence can be seen in literature, theater, and film around the world.