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When forty winters shall besiege thy brow |
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow |
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And dig deep trenches in thy |
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, |
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Thy |
Thy youth’s proud livery, so gazed on now, |
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Will be a tottered weed of small worth held. |
Will be a tottered weed of small worth held. |
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Then, being asked where all thy beauty lies, |
Then, being asked where all thy beauty lies, |
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To say within thine own deep sunken eyes, |
To say within thine own deep sunken eyes, |
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Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise. |
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise. |
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How much more praise deserved thy |
How much more praise deserved thy beauty’s use, |
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If thou couldst answer, |
If thou couldst answer, “This fair child of mine |
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Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse, |
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,” |
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Proving his beauty by succession thine. |
Proving his beauty by succession thine. |
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This were to be new made when thou art old, |
This were to be new made when thou art old, |
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And see thy blood warm when thou |
And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold. |
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''{{sujet|Sonnet 2}}'' est l’un des [[Sonnets (Shakespeare)|154 sonnets]] écrits par le dramaturge et poète [[William Shakespeare]]. |
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Version du 5 novembre 2012 à 10:45
Sonnet 2
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field,
Thy youth’s proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tottered weed of small worth held.
Then, being asked where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;
To say within thine own deep sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserved thy beauty’s use,
If thou couldst answer, “This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,”
Proving his beauty by succession thine.
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold.
— William Shakespeare
Sonnet 2 est l’un des 154 sonnets écrits par le dramaturge et poète William Shakespeare.