Sunday, April 19, 2009

Sonnet 8

SONNET 8
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.
Why lovest thou that which thou receivest not gladly,
Or else receivest with pleasure thine annoy?
If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,
By unions married, do offend thine ear,
They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds
In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.
Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,
Strikes each in each by mutual ordering,
Resembling sire and child and happy mother
Who all in one, one pleasing note do sing:
Whose speechless song, being many, seeming one,
Sings this to thee: 'thou single wilt prove none.'

-William Shakespeare

1 comment:

ennbee said...

well, now, here's where it starts to go downhill for me - when we get to the REALLY good guys. God love little william shakespeare, but to tell you the truth, shakespeare schmakespeare. i know! i KNOW! i'm an ignoramus! i admit it!

just give me a little concrete nikki giovanni ANY day over wise man billy.

:)