Sonnet 1 page 1 of 3

AdHocFerox on Feb. 26, 2006

this is based on William Shakespeare's, Sonnet 1, it reads as follows:


From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel:
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament,
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content,
And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.

This is page one of three so… I dunno, what do you think? So far?

The lines from the sonnet are stuck above the panel that seems to fit them most.


thanks for reading :)


oh, and as for the smack jeeves site I’ve got… *sigh* I guess I’ll have to do something with it… as soon as the storyline here catches up…. *sigh*