Sonnet 33 by William Shakespeare

Sonnet 33 by William Shakespeare


Full many a glorious morning have I seen

Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,

Kissing with golden face the meadows green,

Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy,                      4


Anon permit the basest clouds to ride

With ugly rack on his celestial face,

And from the forlorn world his visage hide,

Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.                           8


Even so my sun one early morn did shine

With all-triumphant splendor on my brow,

But, out alack, he was but one hour mine;

The region cloud hath masked him from me now.               12


Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;

Suns of the world may stain when heaven’s sun staineth.


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