#sonnet 35

[parketmansion]

Shakespeare wrote sonnet 35 about InHun actually. Trust me, I was there, I was the pen.

[p-isforpoetry]

Sonnet 35 by William Shakespeare (read by Sir Patrick Stewart)

No more be grieved atthat which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud: Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

All men make faults, and even I in this, Authorizing thy trespass with compare, Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss, Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;

For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense, Thy adverse party is thy advocate, And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence: Such civil war is in my love and hate,

  That I an accessary needs must be,   To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.

[harrison-abbott]

“such civil war is in my love and hate”

beauty

[p-isforpoetry]

Sonnet 35 by William Shakespeare (read by Polly Frame)

No more be grieved atthat which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud: Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

All men make faults, and even I in this, Authorizing thy trespass with compare, Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss, Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;

For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense, Thy adverse party is thy advocate, And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence: Such civil war is in my love and hate,

  That I an accessary needs must be,   To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.

Source:  thesonnets.tv

[dailyshakespeare-blog]

No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

from Sonnet 35 by William Shakespeare

[nsmurty]

సానెట్ 35... షేక్స్పియర్

సానెట్ 35… షేక్స్పియర్

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[shakespeare-sonnettos]

Sonnet XXXV

No more be grieved at that which thou hast done :

Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,

Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,

And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.

All men make faults, and even I in this,

Authorizing thy trespass with compare,

Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,

Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are ;

For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense --

Thy adverse party is thy advocate --

And ‘gainst myself a lawful plea commence.

Such civil war is in my love and hate

That I an accessory needs must be

To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.

[quothshakespeare-blog]

Sonnet 35

No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud: Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud. All men make faults, and even I in this, Authorizing thy trespass with compare, Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss, Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are; For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense, Thy adverse party is thy advocate, And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence: Such civil war is in my love and hate,   That I an accessary needs must be,   To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.