Not marble, nor the gilded monuments...
Sonnet 55Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory. 'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room Even in the eyes of all posterity That wear this world out to the ending doom. So, till the judgment that yourself arise, You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes. Buy and Download...Click HERE
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This powerful poetry will outlast marble and gold plated monuments. Wars won’t erase the memory of you. You’ll outrun the oblivion of death, and people to come shall hear your praise until the end of time. You’ll still be around in this verse, and talked about by lovers everywhere, until you yourself rise up again at the Last Trump.