https://padlet.com/aresvaz21/Sonnets Sonnets 54, 65 & 75 en-us 2021-08-19 00:09:36 UTC 2026-03-04 17:27:22 UTC hello@padlet.com https://padlet.net/icons/png/1f4dc.png aresvaz21 https://padlet.com/aresvaz21/Sonnets/wish/1817705430 Of this worlds Theatre in which we stay,
My love like the Spectator ydly sits
Beholding me that all the pageants play,
Disguysing diversly my troubled wits.
Sometimes I joy when glad occasion fits,
And mask in myrth lyke to a Comedy:
Soone after when my joy to sorrow flits,
I waile and make my woes a Tragedy.
Yet she beholding me with constant eye, 
Delights not in my merth nor rues my smart:
But when I laugh she mocks, and when I cry
She laughes and hardens evermore her hart.
What then can move her? if nor merth nor mone,
She is no woman, but a sencelesse stone.]]> 2021-10-14 16:59:20 UTC https://padlet.com/aresvaz21/Sonnets/wish/1817705430 yanemicc https://padlet.com/aresvaz21/Sonnets/wish/1817709873 Comming to kisse her lyps (such grace I found)
 Me seemd I smelt a gardin of sweet flowres
That dainty odours from them threw around,
For damzels fit to decke their lovers bowres.
Her lips did smell lyke unto Gillyflowers,
Her ruddy cheeks lyke unto Roses red;
Her snowy browes lyke budded Bellamoures,
Her lovely eyes like Pincks but newly spred,
Her goodly bosome lyke a Strawberry bed,
Her neck lyke to a bounch of Cullambynes;
Her brest lyke lillyes, ere theyr leaves be shed, 
Her nipples lyke yong blossomd Jessemynes.
Such fragrant flowres doe give most odorous smell, 
But her sweet odour did them all excell.]]> 2021-10-14 17:01:15 UTC https://padlet.com/aresvaz21/Sonnets/wish/1817709873 vaniagarvic https://padlet.com/aresvaz21/Sonnets/wish/1817718952 One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came thea waves and washed it away;
Agayne I wrote it with a second hand, 
But came the tyde, and made my paynes his pray.
"Vayne man," sayd she, "that doest in vaine assay,
A mortall thing so to immortalize,
For I my selve shall lyke to this decay,
And eek my name bee wyped out lykewise."
"Not so," quod I, "let baser things devize 
To dy in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your vertues rare shall eternize,
And in the heavens wryte your glorious name.
Where whenas death shall all the world subdew,
Our love shall live, and later life renew". 

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