{"id":394,"date":"2020-04-22T18:06:29","date_gmt":"2020-04-22T22:06:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.baldaroh.cl\/?page_id=394"},"modified":"2020-04-24T18:42:40","modified_gmt":"2020-04-24T22:42:40","slug":"sir-patrick-stuart-on-shakespeares-sonnets","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/baldaroh.cl\/index.php\/sir-patrick-stuart-on-shakespeares-sonnets\/","title":{"rendered":"Sir Patrick Stuart on"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/w\/index.php?title=Shakespeare%27s_sonnets&amp;oldid=952112996\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">Shakespeare&#8217;s sonnets<\/a><\/h4>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 10<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpatrickstewart%2Fvideos%2F209479877051080%2F&#038;show_text=0&#038;width=267\" width=\"267\" height=\"476\" style=\"border:none;overflow:hidden\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" allowTransparency=\"true\" allowFullScreen=\"true\"><\/iframe>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>For shame deny that thou bear&#8217;st love to any,<br>Who for thy self art so unprovident.<br>Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many,<br>But that thou none lov&#8217;st is most evident:<br>For thou art so possessed with murderous hate,<br>That &#8216;gainst thy self thou stick&#8217;st not to conspire,<br>Seeking that beauteous roof to ruinate<br>Which to repair should be thy chief desire.<br>O! change thy thought, that I may change my mind:<br>Shall hate be fairer lodged than gentle love?<br>Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind,<br>Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove:<br>Make thee another self for love of me,<br>That beauty still may live in thine or thee.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 9<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>Is it for fear to wet a widow&#8217;s eye,<br>That thou consum&#8217;st thy self in single life?<br>Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die,<br>The world will wail thee like a makeless wife;<br>The world will be thy widow and still weep<br>That thou no form of thee hast left behind,<br>When every private widow well may keep<br>By children&#8217;s eyes, her husband&#8217;s shape in mind:<br>Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend<br>Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it;<br>But beauty&#8217;s waste hath in the world an end,<br>And kept unused the user so destroys it.<br>No love toward others in that bosom sits<br>That on himself such murd&#8217;rous shame commits.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 8<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpatrickstewart%2Fvideos%2F2271350919841287%2F&#038;show_text=0&#038;width=267\" width=\"267\" height=\"476\" style=\"border:none;overflow:hidden\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" allowTransparency=\"true\" allowFullScreen=\"true\"><\/iframe>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>Music to hear, why hear&#8217;st thou music sadly?<br>Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy:<br>Why lov&#8217;st thou that which thou receiv&#8217;st not gladly,<br>Or else receiv&#8217;st with pleasure thine annoy?<br>If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,<br>By unions married, do offend thine ear,<br>They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds<br>In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.<br>Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,<br>Strikes each in each by mutual ordering;<br>Resembling sire and child and happy mother,<br>Who, all in one, one pleasing note do sing:<br>Whose speechless song being many, seeming one,<br>Sings this to thee: &#8216;Thou single wilt prove none.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 7<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpatrickstewart%2Fvideos%2F520294028632647%2F&amp;show_text=0&amp;width=267\" width=\"267\" height=\"476\" style=\"border:none;overflow:hidden\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" allowtransparency=\"true\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"><\/iframe>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>Lo! in the orient when the gracious light<br>Lifts up his burning head, each under eye<br>Doth homage to his new-appearing sight,<br>Serving with looks his sacred majesty;<br>And having climbed the steep-up heavenly hill,<br>Resembling strong youth in his middle age,<br>Yet mortal looks adore his beauty still,<br>Attending on his golden pilgrimage:<br>But when from highmost pitch, with weary car,<br>Like feeble age, he reeleth from the day,<br>The eyes, &#8216;fore duteous, now converted are<br>From his low tract, and look another way:<br>So thou, thyself outgoing in thy noon<br>Unlooked on diest unless thou get a son.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 6<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>Then let not winter&#8217;s ragged hand deface,<br>In thee thy summer, ere thou be distilled:<br>Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place<br>With beauty&#8217;s treasure ere it be self-killed.<br>That use is not forbidden usury,<br>Which happies those that pay the willing loan;<br>That&#8217;s for thy self to breed another thee,<br>Or ten times happier, be it ten for one;<br>Ten times thy self were happier than thou art,<br>If ten of thine ten times refigured thee:<br>Then what could death do if thou shouldst depart,<br>Leaving thee living in posterity?<br>Be not self-willed, for thou art much too fair<br>To be death&#8217;s conquest and make worms thine heir.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 5<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>Those hours, that with gentle work did frame<br>The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,<br>Will play the tyrants to the very same<br>And that unfair which fairly doth excel;<br>For never-resting time leads summer on<br>To hideous winter, and confounds him there;<br>Sap checked with frost, and lusty leaves quite gone,<br>Beauty o&#8217;er-snowed and bareness every where:<br>Then were not summer&#8217;s distillation left,<br>A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,<br>Beauty&#8217;s effect with beauty were bereft,<br>Nor it, nor no remembrance what it was:<br>But flowers distill&#8217;d, though they with winter meet,<br>Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 4<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpatrickstewart%2Fvideos%2F1452793221777145%2F&amp;show_text=0&amp;width=267\" width=\"267\" height=\"476\" style=\"border:none;overflow:hidden\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" allowtransparency=\"true\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"><\/iframe>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend<br>Upon thy self thy beauty&#8217;s legacy?<br>Nature&#8217;s bequest gives nothing, but doth lend,<br>And being frank she lends to those are free:<br>Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou abuse<br>The bounteous largess given thee to give?<br>Profitless usurer, why dost thou use<br>So great a sum of sums, yet canst not live?<br>For having traffic with thy self alone,<br>Thou of thy self thy sweet self dost deceive:<br>Then how when nature calls thee to be gone,<br>What acceptable audit canst thou leave?<br>Thy unused beauty must be tombed with thee,<br>Which, used, lives th&#8217; executor to be.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 3<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpatrickstewart%2Fvideos%2F2274404906202388%2F&amp;show_text=0&amp;width=267\" width=\"267\" height=\"476\" style=\"border:none;overflow:hidden\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" allowtransparency=\"true\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"><\/iframe>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest<br>Now is the time that face should form another;<br>Whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest,<br>Thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother.<br>For where is she so fair whose unear&#8217;d womb<br>Disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?<br>Or who is he so fond will be the tomb<br>Of his self-love, to stop posterity?<br>Thou art thy mother&#8217;s glass and she in thee<br>Calls back the lovely April of her prime;<br>So thou through windows of thine age shalt see,<br>Despite of wrinkles this thy golden time.<br>But if thou live, remember&#8217;d not to be,<br>Die single and thine image dies with thee.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 2<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpatrickstewart%2Fvideos%2F238498187279972%2F&amp;show_text=0&amp;width=267\" width=\"267\" height=\"476\" style=\"border:none;overflow:hidden\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" allowtransparency=\"true\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"><\/iframe>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,<br>And dig deep trenches in thy beauty&#8217;s field,<br>Thy youth&#8217;s proud livery so gazed on now,<br>Will be a totter&#8217;d weed of small worth held:<br>Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,<br>Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;<br>To say, within thine own deep sunken eyes,<br>Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.<br>How much more praise deserv&#8217;d thy beauty&#8217;s use,<br>If thou couldst answer &#8216;This fair child of mine<br>Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,&#8217;<br>Proving his beauty by succession thine!<br>This were to be new made when thou art old,<br>And see thy blood warm when thou feel&#8217;st it cold.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Sonnet 1<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:33.33%\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/plugins\/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fpatrickstewart%2Fvideos%2F198993371551947%2F&amp;show_text=0&amp;width=269\" width=\"269\" height=\"476\" style=\"border:none;overflow:hidden\" scrolling=\"no\" frameborder=\"0\" allowtransparency=\"true\" allowfullscreen=\"true\"><\/iframe>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\" style=\"flex-basis:66.66%\">\n<p>From fairest creatures we desire increase,<br>That thereby beauty&#8217;s rose might never die,<br>But as the riper should by time decease,<br>His tender heir might bear his memory:<br>But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes,<br>Feed&#8217;st thy light&#8217;s flame with self-substantial fuel,<br>Making a famine where abundance lies,<br>Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel:<br>Thou that art now the world&#8217;s fresh ornament,<br>And only herald to the gaudy spring,<br>Within thine own bud buriest thy content,<br>And, tender churl, mak&#8217;st waste in niggarding:<br>Pity the world, or else this glutton be,<br>To eat the world&#8217;s due, by the grave and thee.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Shakespeare&#8217;s sonnets Sonnet 10 For shame deny that thou bear&#8217;st love to any,Who for thy self art so unprovident.Grant, if thou wilt, thou art beloved of many,But that thou none lov&#8217;st is most evident:For thou art so possessed with murderous 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