Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 63, by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE


Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

SONNET: 63, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: Against my love shall be, as I am now
Last Line: And they shall live, and he in them still green.


Against my love shall be, as I am now,
With Time's injurious hand crush'd and o'er-worn;
When hours have drain'd his blood and fill'd his brow
With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn
Hath travell'd on to age's steepy night,
And all those beauties whereof now he's king
Are vanishing or vanish'd out of sight,
Stealing away the treasure of his spring;
For such a time do I now fortify
Against confounding age's cruel knife,
That he shall never cut from memory
My sweet love's beauty, though my lover's life:
His beauty shall in these black lines be seen,
And they shall live, and he in them still green.





Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!


Other Poems of Interest...
Home: PoetryExplorer.net