Saturday, July 15. William Shakespeare's Thought For The Day:

[Aristus]

"Thou shouldst print more, nor let that copy die."

Sonnet XI, Line 14.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. My dear Aristus......

Oh, this one is lovely!

And indeed true as well....

Another winner from you to us!

Thank you so much, sweetie!

:hi:

[Aristus]

5. Good Saturday to you, Calpeg.

My first quote from a work other than the plays. I've got all of the Sonnets and the romantic narrative poems to mine for material. And as the news comes in, quotes that I passed up first time around will have some relevance.

[wildhorses]

2. nice...love that pic

:hi:

[livetohike]

3. Beautiful building - great quote

Hope you are doing well today Aristus. Just sweltering here in S. California :-).

[progmom]

4. yay!

:applause:

[kiraboo]

6. I love the sonnets.

My favorite:

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou seest the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.


In fact, you have inspired me to revisite the Bard's works. I haven't read through them in two decades. Great choice as usual Aristus!

[CaliforniaPeggy]

7. My dear kiraboo......

This one I have not seen before, I think......

And now it is special to me, as well as to you....

I thank you.....

It speaks to me......

:pals:

[kiraboo]

8. Oh CalPeg! I'm glad we can share this.

So beautiful, and sad, and true.

[Aristus]

11. One of Shakespeare's best Sonnets is not grouped with the Canon of Sonnets

It is the closing 14 lines of 'Henry V', spoken by Chorus.

Chorus

Thus far, with rough and all-unable pen,
Our bending author hath pursued the story,
In little room confining mighty men,
Mangling by starts the full course of their glory.
Small time, but in that small most greatly lived
This star of England: Fortune made his sword;
By which the world's best garden he achieved,
And of it left his son imperial lord.
Henry the Sixth, in infant bands crown'd King
Of France and England, did this king succeed;
Whose state so many had the managing,
That they lost France and made his England bleed:
Which oft our stage hath shown; and, for their sake,
In your fair minds let this acceptance take.



As you can see, it, too, is a sonnet; and a good one. One of Shakespeare's best closing speeches.

[kiraboo]

12. A very good one,

but dare I say it, perhaps more appealing to the masculine ear. :)

[u4ic]

9. Good one!

:thumbsup:

[Kajsa]

10. Great quote, Aristus.

And the photo is very impressive.

Thank you!

:hi: