| (Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare, read by Bertram Selwyn) | |
| When, in disgrace with fortune and men´s eyes | |
| I all alone beweep my outcast state | |
| And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries | |
| And look upon myself and curse my fate | |
| Wishing me like (to) one more rich in hope | |
| Featured like him, like him with friends possess´d | |
| Desiring this man´s art and that man´s scope | |
| With what I most enjoy contented least | |
| Yet, in these thoughts myself almost despising | |
| Haply I think on thee (and then my state | |
| Like to the lark at break of day arising | |
| From sullen earth, sings hymns at Heaven´s gate | |
| For thy sweet love) remember´d such wealth brings | |
| That then I scorn to change my state with kings | |
| (Sonnet 66 by William Shakespeare, read by Bertram Selwyn) | |
| Tired with all these, for restful death I cry | |
| As, to behold desert, a beggar born | |
| And needy nothing trimm´d in jollity | |
| And purest faith unhappily forsworn | |
| And guilded honour shamefully misplaced | |
| And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted | |
| And right perfection wrongfully disgraced | |
| And strength by limping sway disabled | |
| And art made tongue-tied by authority | |
| And folly doctor-like controlling skill | |
| And simple truth miscall´d simplicity | |
| And captive good attending captain ill | |
| Tired with all these, from these would I be gone | |
| Save that, to die | |
| (I leave my love alone) |
| Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare, read by Bertram Selwyn | |
| When, in disgrace with fortune and men s eyes | |
| I all alone beweep my outcast state | |
| And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries | |
| And look upon myself and curse my fate | |
| Wishing me like to one more rich in hope | |
| Featured like him, like him with friends possess d | |
| Desiring this man s art and that man s scope | |
| With what I most enjoy contented least | |
| Yet, in these thoughts myself almost despising | |
| Haply I think on thee and then my state | |
| Like to the lark at break of day arising | |
| From sullen earth, sings hymns at Heaven s gate | |
| For thy sweet love remember d such wealth brings | |
| That then I scorn to change my state with kings | |
| Sonnet 66 by William Shakespeare, read by Bertram Selwyn | |
| Tired with all these, for restful death I cry | |
| As, to behold desert, a beggar born | |
| And needy nothing trimm d in jollity | |
| And purest faith unhappily forsworn | |
| And guilded honour shamefully misplaced | |
| And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted | |
| And right perfection wrongfully disgraced | |
| And strength by limping sway disabled | |
| And art made tonguetied by authority | |
| And folly doctorlike controlling skill | |
| And simple truth miscall d simplicity | |
| And captive good attending captain ill | |
| Tired with all these, from these would I be gone | |
| Save that, to die | |
| I leave my love alone |
| Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare, read by Bertram Selwyn | |
| When, in disgrace with fortune and men s eyes | |
| I all alone beweep my outcast state | |
| And trouble deaf Heaven with my bootless cries | |
| And look upon myself and curse my fate | |
| Wishing me like to one more rich in hope | |
| Featured like him, like him with friends possess d | |
| Desiring this man s art and that man s scope | |
| With what I most enjoy contented least | |
| Yet, in these thoughts myself almost despising | |
| Haply I think on thee and then my state | |
| Like to the lark at break of day arising | |
| From sullen earth, sings hymns at Heaven s gate | |
| For thy sweet love remember d such wealth brings | |
| That then I scorn to change my state with kings | |
| Sonnet 66 by William Shakespeare, read by Bertram Selwyn | |
| Tired with all these, for restful death I cry | |
| As, to behold desert, a beggar born | |
| And needy nothing trimm d in jollity | |
| And purest faith unhappily forsworn | |
| And guilded honour shamefully misplaced | |
| And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted | |
| And right perfection wrongfully disgraced | |
| And strength by limping sway disabled | |
| And art made tonguetied by authority | |
| And folly doctorlike controlling skill | |
| And simple truth miscall d simplicity | |
| And captive good attending captain ill | |
| Tired with all these, from these would I be gone | |
| Save that, to die | |
| I leave my love alone |
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