( ). , (abab), - . . , . , . , . . . . . , . . . , , . - . . . , . , , : So should that beauty which you hold in lease Find no determination, then you were Yourself again after yourself's decease, When your sweet issue your sweet form should bear. ( 13) - {.: . . . . ., 1929.}. , . , , , . , , , , , , , 2, 3 4. , , , ( ) . . , ; . , , , . , ( ), , , . , , . , , . . . , , . , , , . . . , , . , , . , . . 1. , that you were yourself, but, love, you are 2. No longer yours than you yourself here live; 3. Against this coming end you should prepare, 4. And your sweet semblance to some other give. 5. So should that beauty which you hold in lease 6. Fond no determination; then you were 7. Yourself again, after yourself's decease, 8. When your sweet issue your sweet form should bear. 9. Who lets so fair a house fall to decay, 10. Which husbandry in honour might uphold 11. Against the stormy guts of winter's day 12. And barren rage of death's eternal cold? 13. O, none but unthrifts: dear my love, you know 14. You had a father, let your son say so. : . . , - , , . . - , . , , , - , . , that you were yourself , none but unthrifts . But, love, you are No longer yours than you yourself here live dear my love you know You had a father. , : Against this coming end you should prepare And your sweet semblance to some other give - : Let your son say so. 73 : 1. That time of year thou mayst in me behold 2. When yellow leaves, or none or few, do hang 3. Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, 4. Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. 5. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day 6. As after sunset fadeth in the west, 7. Which by and by black night doth take away, 8. Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. 9. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, 10. That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, 11. As the death-bed whereon it must expire, 12. Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. 13. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, 14. To love that well which thou must leave ere long. - ( ). . - , - . . - . . , - . ( ) . - . - , - . , , : 1. My glasse shall not persuade me I am old 2. So long as youth and thou are of one date; 3. But when in thee time's furrows I behold, 4. Then look I death my days should expiate. 5. For all that beauty that doth cover thee 6. Is but the seemly raiment of my heart, 7. Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me: 8. How can I then be older than thou art? 9. 0, therefore, love, be of thyself so wary 10. As I, not for myself, but for thee will, 11. Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary 12. As tender nurse her babe from faring ill. 13. Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain: 14. Thou gavest me thine, not to give back again. ( 22) : . , , . , . . - , . 142. 1. Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate, 2. Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving: 3. O, but with mine compare thou thine own state, 4. And thou shall find it merits not reproving; 5. Or, if it do, not from those lips of thine, 6. That have profaned their scarlet ornaments 7. And seal'd false bonds of love as oft as mine, 8. Robb'd others' beds' revenues of their rents, 9. Be it lawful I love thee, as thou lov'st those 10. Whom thine eyes woo as mine importune thee: 11. Root pity in thy heart, that, when it grows, 12. Thy pity may deserve to pitied be. 13. If thou dost seek to have what thou dost hide, 14. By self-example mayst thou be denied! ; - . , , . . . . , , , , . , . - , , . - . , , , . - . - , : Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate..., , "sin" "virtue" , , - . 64 - , " " {. . . . . 1958 . 239.}. , , : 1. When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced 2. The rich proud cost of outworn buried age; 3. When sometime lofty towers I see down-razed, 4. And brass eternal slave to mortal rage; 5. When I have seen the hungry ocean gain 6. Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, 7. And the firm soil win of the watery main, 8. Increasing store with loss and loss with store; 9. When I have seen such interchange of state, 10. Or state itself confounded to decay; 11. Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, 12. That Time will come and take my love away. 13. This thought is as a death, which cannot choose 14. But weep to have that which it fears to lose. , , when . 72: 1. , lest the world should task you to recite 2. What merit lived in me, that you should love 3. After my death, dear love, forget me quite, 4. For you in me can nothing worthy prove; 5. Unless you would devise some virtuous lie, 6. To do more for me than mine own desert, 7. And hang more praise upon deceased I 8. Than niggard truth would willingly impart: 9. O, lest your love may seem false in this, 10. That you for love speak well of me untrue, 11. My name be buried where my body is, 12. And live no more to shame nor me nor you... , . . - - . , for, , . : ( , ), . , . , . , . 27: 1. Weary with toil I haste me to my bed, 2. The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; 3. But then begins a journey in my head, 4. To work my mind, when body's work's expired: 5. For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, 6. Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, 7. And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, 8. Looking on darkness which the blind do see: 9. Save that my soul's imaginary sight 10. Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, 11. Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, 12. Makes black night beauteous and her old face new. 13. Lo, this, by day my limbs, by night my mind, 14. For thee and for myself no quiet find. . ( ) - . . , . . . , . , - . , . . . -  . , , . . - , . , . , , . , , . , , 36. 1. Let me confess that we two must be twain, 2. Although our undivided loves are one: 3. So shall those blots that do with me remain, 4. Without thy help, by me be borne alone. 5. In our two loves there is but one respect, 6. Though in our lives a separable spite, 7. Which though it alter not love's sole effect, 8. Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight 9. I may not evermore acknowledge thee, 10. Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame, 11. Nor thou with public kindness honour me, 12. Unless thou take that honour from thy name: 13. But do not so; I love thee in such sort, 14. As thou being mine, is thy good report. , so ; . - (, ) . - , , , , , but, , , , . , , . . ( ). , . , , , . 78: 1. So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse 2. And found such fair assistance in my verse 3. As every alien pen hath got my use 4. And under thee their poesy disperse. 5. Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing 6. And heavy ignorance aloft to fly 7. Have added feathers to the learned's wing 8. And given grace a double majesty. 9. Yet be most proud of that which I compile, 10. Whose influence is thine and born of thee: 11. In others' works thou dost but mend the style, 12. And arts with thy sweet graces graced be; 13. But thou art all my art, and dost advance 14. As high as learning my rude ignorance. , . , . - , ( , ) . , 36- : - , . . , , 71 - , , , . 1. No longer mourn for me when I am dead 2. Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell 3. Give warning to the world that I am fled 4. From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: 5. Nay, if you read this line, remember not 6. The hand that writ it; for I love you so, 7. That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, 8. If thinking on me then should make you woe. 9. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse 10. When I perhaps compounded am with clay, 11. Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, 12. But let your love even with my life decay; 13. Lest the wise world should look into your moan, 14. And mock you with me after I am gone. , : , , - 2, 3 4 , ( ). - - , , . . , , . 12- . . , 12- . , 1, 2 1, 3 . , , , . (. 117). : , , . - , , 32: 1. If thou survive my well-contented day, 2. When that churl Death my hones with dust shall cover, 3. And shalt by fortune once more re-survey 4. These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover, 5. Compare them with the bettering of the time, 6. And though they be outstripp'd by every pen, 7. Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme, 8. Exceeded by the height of happier men. 9. 0, then vouchsafe me but this loving thought: 10. Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, 11. A dearer birth than this his love had brought, 12. To march in ranks of better equipage: 13. But since he died, and poets better prove, 14. Theirs for their style I'll read, his for his love. "" . , - , . , . , , . , but . . (, ). 94- : 1. They that have pow'r to hurt and will do none, 2. That do not do the thing they most do show, 3. Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, 4. Unmoved, cold and to temptation slow, 5. They rightly do inherit heaven's graces 6. And husband nature's riches from expense; 7. They are the lords and owners of their faces, 8. Others but stewards of their excellence... . . , , , , , . - , , . . , , "Stewarde of their excellence". , , . . -  , , . : :/(4+4+4+2)/ 14 . . 7, 141. 7. 1. Lo, in the orient when the gracious light 2. Lifts up his burning head, each under eye 3. Doth homage to his new-appearing sight, 4. Serving with looks his sacred majesty; 5. And having climb'd the steep-up heavenly hill, 6. Resembling strong youth in his middle age, 7. Yet mortal looks adore his beauty still, 8. Attending on his golden pilgrimage; 9. But when from highmost pitch, with weary car, 10. Like feeble age, he reeleth from the day, 11. The eyes, 'fore duteous, now converted are 12. From his low tract, and look another way: 13. So thou, thyself out-going in thy noon, 14. Unlook'd on diest, unless thou get a son. , ( 1, 2), ( 2, 3, 4 5, 6, 7, 8), ( 9, 10, 11, 12) ( 13, 14). , , , , . , . . "" "" . , , . , , . , - and. but , . so . (and, but, so) (, , ) , . , , , . , , , , , , (. 12, 15, 143, 29). 15. 1. When I consider everything that grows 2. Holds in perfection but a little moment, 3. That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows 4. Whereon the stars in secret influence comment; 5. When I perceive that men as plants increase, 6. Cheered and check'd even by the self-same sky, 7. Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease, 8. And wear their brave state out of memory; 9. Then the conceit of this inconstant stay 10. Sets you most rich in youth before my sight, 11. Where wastful Time debateth with Decay, 12. To change your day of youth to sullied night, 13. And all in war with Time for love of you, 14. As he takes from you, I engraft you new. - , , 9- 10- . . , , , . 5-8 - ( ) 9, 10, 11, 12- . - , . , . (when-when-then). , (, , ) , . , , , , . 68: 1. Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn, 2. When beauty liv'd and died as flowers do now, 3. Before these bastard signs of fair were born, 4. Or durst inhabit on a living brow; 5. Before the golden tresses of the dead, 6. The right of sepulchers, were shorn away. 7. To live a second life on second head; 8. Ere beauty's dead fleece made another gay: 9. In him those holy antique hours are seen, 10. Without all ornament, itself and true, 11. Making no summer of another's green, 12. Robbing no old to dress his beauty new; 13. And him as for a map doth Nature store, 14. To show false Art what beauty was of yore. - , , , , , . . , : Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn, ( 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8) : days outworn. : , , , (1- 11- ). - . , - , . . , , , "". - , , "" .  , , - . . , , . , , . - ( , ) . - : , . , . , , . . - - . - . , , , , . - . , , , .  .  . , (1899-1968), . , , , , , . , . . (, 1925). . . " ", (, - 1941 ., - 1965), " " , 19 (, - 1930 ., - 1959). . . . 1922 . , - " " (, 1929), , . . . , . , . . "" , - " " , - " " , - 66- . . . , , " " ( - , 1925, ). " ". , ,