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Shakespeare’s Shakespeare’s Sonnet 17Sonnet 17
Who will believe my
verse in time to
come
If it were If it were filled filled withwith
your most your most high deserts?high deserts?
Though yet heaven knows
it is but as a
tomb
Which hides your Which hides your life life
and shows and shows not half your partsnot half your parts
If I If I couldcould writewrite
the the beaubeautytyof of your your eyeseyes
And in fresh And in fresh numbers numbers
number all number all your gracesyour graces
The age to come The age to come would say, “would say, “
This poet lies:This poet lies:
Such Such heavenly touches heavenly touches ne’erne’er touched touched earthly earthly faces”faces”
So should my So should my papers, yellowed papers, yellowed
with their agewith their age
Be scorned like old men
of less truth than
tongue,
And your true And your true rights be termed rights be termed a a poet’s ragepoet’s rage
And stretchèd And stretchèd metre metre
of an antique of an antique song:song:
But were But were some child of yours some child of yours
alive that alive that time,time,
You should live You should live twice, twice,
in it and in my in it and in my rhyme.rhyme.
The Shakespearean The Shakespearean sonnet projectsonnet project
by Giulia Lavarda, by Giulia Lavarda, January 2008January 2008