Shakespeare's Sonnet 60

  • View

  • Download

Embed Size (px)

Text of Shakespeare's Sonnet 60

1. Shakespeares Sonnet 60 2. Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. 3. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crownd,Crooked eclipses gainst his glory fight, And time that gave doth now is gift confound. 4. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beautys brow, Feeds on the rarities of natures truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow; 5. And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. 6. Credits W. Warby. (2010, Oct. 27). Old Clock, in Flickr [Online]. Available: [Feb. 8, 2014] K. Teo. (2009, Mar. 15). Sentosa beach, in Flickr [Online]. Available: [Feb. 8, 2014] J. Lippold. (2012, May. 21). Solar Eclipse, in Flickr [Online]. Available: [Feb. 8, 2014] S. Hickin. (1973, Nov.). Totterdown Scene, in Flickr [Online]. Available: [Feb. 8, 2014] Errol Images Media. (2009, Dec, 16). The Old Book, in Flickr [Online]. Available: [Feb. 8, 2014] Snowflake. (2010). Inside Outside, in [Online]. Available: [Feb. 20, 2014] 7. References [1] R. Arbour, Shakespeares Sonnet 60, The Explicator, vol. 67, no. 3, pp. 157-159, Aug. 2010. [2] Oxquarry Books Ltd. Shakespeares Sonnets. [Online]. Available: