Shakespeare Sunday🎭 #3

Hi Ho!🐸 So, obviously Shakespeare Sundays are becoming *a thing* on this blog. Why stop the urge, right?! Now, without further ado here’s what I have for you today. ^_^

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Rachel McAdams as Irene Adler by theartofsh on Deviant Art

Irene Adler and sonnet 18 – ah, what a perfect fit!

SONNET 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

What’s your favourite Shakespeare sonnet? Let me know in the comments below! Lets spread the Sherlock X Shakespeare love!

– Snowanna of 221B

2 comments on “Shakespeare Sunday🎭 #3

  1. Maybe one of the Dark Lady sonnets?

    In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes,
    For they in thee a thousand errors note;
    But ’tis my heart that loves what they despise,
    Who, in despite of view, is pleased to dote.
    Nor are mine ears with thy tongue’s tune delighted;
    Nor tender feeling, to base touches prone,
    Nor taste, nor smell, desire to be invited
    To any sensual feast with thee alone:
    But my five wits nor my five senses can
    Dissuade one foolish heart from serving thee,
    Who leaves unswayed the likeness of a man,
    Thy proud heart’s slave and vassal wretch to be:
    Only my plague thus far I count my gain,
    That she that makes me sin awards me pain.

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