William Shakespeare 15

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korang suka karya klasik? bila aku cakap klasik, memang maksud aku yang klasik gila sampai jumpe words yang pelik2... kalau suka, nah, try baca ni... pak cik william yang tulis, bukan aku tau...

SONNET #15

by: William Shakespeare

HEN I consider everything that grows

Holds in perfection but a little moment,

That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows

Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;

When I perceive that men as plants increase,

Cheerèd and checked even by the selfsame sky,

Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,

And wear their brave state out of memory:

Then the conceit of this inconstant stay

Sets you most rich in youth before my sight,

Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay

To change your day of youth to sullied night;

And, all in war with Time for love of you,

As he takes from you, I ingraft you new.




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