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    Shakespeare - The Sonnets - Modern Version

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    Sonnet 73 compares the aging of a lover to autumn leaves and the fading of daylight. It says the lover can see signs of decay and mortality in their beloved, like bare branches and the coming night, but these things make their love stronger as they cherish what time will take from them. Sonnet 94 praises those who can control their emotions and desires rather than be controlled by them. It says those with self-mastery inherit heaven's graces and spare nature from ruin. Sonnet 116 asserts that true love is constant and enduring. It says love is not diminished by changes in the beloved or distances of time and place, but lasts until Judgment Day.

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    Sonnet 73 compares the aging of a lover to autumn leaves and the fading of daylight. It says the lover can see signs of decay and mortality in their beloved, like bare branches and the coming night, but these things make their love stronger as they cherish what time will take from them. Sonnet 94 praises those who can control their emotions and desires rather than be controlled by them. It says those with self-mastery inherit heaven's graces and spare nature from ruin. Sonnet 116 asserts that true love is constant and enduring. It says love is not diminished by changes in the beloved or distances of time and place, but lasts until Judgment Day.

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    Sonnet 73 compares the aging of a lover to autumn leaves and the fading of daylight. It says the lover can see signs of decay and mortality in their beloved, like bare branches and the coming night, but these things make their love stronger as they cherish what time will take from them. Sonnet 94 praises those who can control their emotions and desires rather than be controlled by them. It says those with self-mastery inherit heaven's graces and spare nature from ruin. Sonnet 116 asserts that true love is constant and enduring. It says love is not diminished by changes in the beloved or distances of time and place, but lasts until Judgment Day.

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    Shakespeare - The Sonnets - Modern Version

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    Sonnet 73 compares the aging of a lover to autumn leaves and the fading of daylight. It says the lover can see signs of decay and mortality in their beloved, like bare branches and the coming night, but these things make their love stronger as they cherish what time will take from them. Sonnet 94 praises those who can control their emotions and desires rather than be controlled by them. It says those with self-mastery inherit heaven's graces and spare nature from ruin. Sonnet 116 asserts that true love is constant and enduring. It says love is not diminished by changes in the beloved or distances of time and place, but lasts until Judgment Day.

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    Shakespeares Sonnets in Modern English

    Sonnet 73
    When you look at me, you can see an image of
    those times of year when the leaves are yellow or
    have fallen, or when the trees have no leaves at
    all and the bare branches where the sweet birds
    recently sang shiver in anticipation of the cold. In
    me you can see the twilight that remains after the
    sunset fades in the west, which by and by is
    replaced by black night, the twin of death, which
    closes up everyone in eternal rest. In me you can
    see the remains of a fire still glowing atop the
    ashes of its early stages, as if it lay on its own
    deathbed, on which it has to burn out, consuming
    what used to fuel it. You see all these things, and
    they make your love stronger, because you love
    even more what you know youll lose before long.
    Sonnet 94
    Those who have the ability to hurt but choose not to,
    Who do not use that power even though they look most certain of having it,
    Who, when moving others, are themselves still,
    Unmoved, emotionally cold, and slow to temptation,
    It is they who rightly inherit heavens graces
    !nd spare natures riches from ruin"
    They can control their thoughts and emotions,
    While others merely serve their emotions.
    The summer flower is sweet to the summer,
    Though the flower lives and dies only for itself"
    #ut if that flower should develop an awful infection,
    The worst weed would outshine the flower in dignity$
    %or it is those things that are sweetest that can become sourest by their deeds"
    &ilies that rot smell far worse than weeds.
    '
    Sonnet 116
    I will not allow myself to admit that true love has
    any restrictions. &ove isnt really love if it changes
    when it sees the beloved change or if it
    disappears when the beloved leaves. (h no,
    love is a constant and unchanging light that
    shines on storms without being shaken" it is the
    star that guides every wandering boat. !nd like a
    star, its value is beyond measure, though its
    height can be measured. &ove is not under times
    power, though time has the power to destroy rosy
    lips and cheeks. &ove does not alter with the
    passage of brief hours and weeks, but lasts until
    )oomsday. If Im wrong about this and can be
    proven wrong, I never wrote, and no man ever
    loved.
    Sonnet 130
    *y mistresss eyes are nothing like the sun.
    +oral is much redder than the red of her lips.
    +ompared to the whiteness of snow, her breasts
    are grayish,brown. -oets describe their
    mistresses hair as gold wires, but my mistress
    has black wires growing on her head. I have
    seen roses that were a mi.ture of red and white,
    but I dont see those colors in her cheeks. !nd
    some perfumes smell more delightful than my
    mistresss reeking breath. I love to hear her
    speak" yet I know perfectly well that music has a
    far more pleasant sound. I admit I never saw a
    goddess walk" when my mistress walks, she
    treads on the ground. !nd yet, by heaven, I think
    my beloved is as special as any woman whom
    poets have lied about with false comparisons.
    /

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