Post by Frozeneye on May 24, 2009 7:03:09 GMT -5
William Shakespeare wrote sonnets, a type of poetry that
follows specific rules. He named each sonnet with the
number he wrote them, i.e. Sonnet 18, Sonnet 93.
Shakespeare wrote 154 of these sonnets, so here's Sonnet
155:
Thy frost- and grit-laden tomb awaits thee,
Howbeit, thou shalt not travel alone,
For I shall shadow you on your journey
And shall lie with you beneath your headstone.
Most shall see this as a tragic event
And shall weep over your beloved name.
Many shall save for others their lament,
For another goddess carries their claim.
Nevertheless, I shalt do no such thing,
For us both together have reached our ends.
Strangely I believe death can only bring
A new beginning to make our amends.
So although this is the end of us here,
It’s a new start in another land near.
follows specific rules. He named each sonnet with the
number he wrote them, i.e. Sonnet 18, Sonnet 93.
Shakespeare wrote 154 of these sonnets, so here's Sonnet
155:
Thy frost- and grit-laden tomb awaits thee,
Howbeit, thou shalt not travel alone,
For I shall shadow you on your journey
And shall lie with you beneath your headstone.
Most shall see this as a tragic event
And shall weep over your beloved name.
Many shall save for others their lament,
For another goddess carries their claim.
Nevertheless, I shalt do no such thing,
For us both together have reached our ends.
Strangely I believe death can only bring
A new beginning to make our amends.
So although this is the end of us here,
It’s a new start in another land near.