Complete Poems of Shakespeare: Sonnets
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"Sonnets" is Shakespeare's most important collection of poems. Since the end of the 18th century, Shakespeare's sonnets have aroused great interest and various debates. According to widely popular interpretations, these sonnets from the 1st to the 126th are written to or about a beautiful aristocratic young man; from the 127th to the 152nd, they are written to or about a dark-skinned girl; the last two and a few in between have nothing to do with the story. At first glance, this collection of poems will give people a monotonous feeling. Shakespeare repeats the same themes over and over again - time, friendship or love, art (poetry). However, if you taste them carefully, you will find that they are by no means the same thing.
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Is it poisonous? You just told me to give birth to a child? Will the world cry for me if I don't have children? ? ? Who told Shakespeare that there are three types of unfilial piety: no descendants are the most important?
In the future, who will believe the words in my poem? What if it was filled with your highest virtues? But, God knows, my poem is a grave, buried in it Your life will not reveal half of your true character. If I could write about the light in your bright eyes, Use fresh poetry to outline all your appearance, People in the future will say that this poet is lying, The brush strokes of heaven cannot touch the faces of mortals. So, my old and yellowed manuscript paper, You will be looked down upon and treated as an old man who gossips.
So I began to think about your beauty, I think you must also walk into the deserted night of time
Self-abandonment is eternal self-preservation If you have a clever idea to live longer
Nietzsche said: Those who fight monsters should be careful not to become monsters. When you stare into the abyss from a distance, the abyss is also staring at you.
In the past, I was found in spring, and I also circled through the four seasons.
Hello everyone, I am not happy with the spring, but there is another spring
"What are the errors in the theory of relativity?"
In fact, the first few articles only deal with the matter of giving birth to a child. Take your time and read it. The later articles are quite good.
The everlasting midsummer.
But your eternal summer will never wither, You will never lose your image of beauty; Death cannot praise you for wandering in his shadow, You will live as long as time in immortal poetry;
Why only Chinese translation?
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Is it poisonous? You just told me to give birth to a child? Will the world cry for me if I don't have children? ? ? Who told Shakespeare that there are three types of unfilial piety: no descendants are the most important?
In the future, who will believe the words in my poem? What if it was filled with your highest virtues? But, God knows, my poem is a grave, buried in it Your life will not reveal half of your true character. If I could write about the light in your bright eyes, Use fresh poetry to outline all your appearance, People in the future will say that this poet is lying, The brush strokes of heaven cannot touch the faces of mortals. So, my old and yellowed manuscript paper, You will be looked down upon and treated as an old man who gossips.
So I began to think about your beauty, I think you must also walk into the deserted night of time
Self-abandonment is eternal self-preservation If you have a clever idea to live longer
Nietzsche said: Those who fight monsters should be careful not to become monsters. When you stare into the abyss from a distance, the abyss is also staring at you.
In the past, I was found in spring, and I also circled through the four seasons.
Hello everyone, I am not happy with the spring, but there is another spring
"What are the errors in the theory of relativity?"
In fact, the first few articles only deal with the matter of giving birth to a child. Take your time and read it. The later articles are quite good.
The everlasting midsummer.
But your eternal summer will never wither, You will never lose your image of beauty; Death cannot praise you for wandering in his shadow, You will live as long as time in immortal poetry;
Why only Chinese translation?
