Sonneteers Forum Your favorite sonnet!
Your favorite sonnet!14 Years AgoWhat is your favorite sonnet?
Might be by a famous poet or your best friend. Just post in the sonnets you have admired. Don't forget to mention why you liked them. |
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Sonnest No. 18 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?14 Years AgoShall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate; Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. ~ William Shakespeare. This is like the big daddy of sonnets. I love this due to it's splendid imagery and the style in which it is written. Shakespeare FTW ;) |
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Re: Your favorite sonnet!14 Years AgoI love Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer Day also..
I want to ask a question. I do not really know how to write a sonnet. I joined to see if I can learn .. So my question is ... do we need to know how to write sonnets? It is a rather silly question lol If not I will resign from the group.. Thanks! Chloe |
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Re: Your favorite sonnet! Silent Noon - D.G.Rosetti14 Years AgoYour hands lie open in the long fresh grass, --
The finger-points look through like rosy blooms: Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms 'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass. All round our nest, far as the eye can pass, Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge. 'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass. Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky: -- So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above. Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower, This close-companioned inarticulate hour When twofold silence was the song of love. Dante Gabriel Rossetti I knew this originally as one of the most beautiful of songs about love and the English countryside, It is something I have sung often as a concert piece. The music (which is exquisite) is by Ralph Vaughan Williams. Although there are one or two 'sonnet inaccuracies' in rhyme and line, I have no quarrel with its acceptance as a sonnet JohnL |