MillenniumShakespeare
@MillenniumShakespeare
male Great Britain (UK)
The www.millenniumshakespeare.com brings for the first time in Shakespeare’s history the complete works in modern language complimented by some of the finest art works ever produced by artists from around the world.
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,'
Proving his beauty by succession thine!
How much more praise deserv'd thy beauty's use,
If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine
To say, within thine own deep sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;
Thy youth's proud livery so gazed on now,
Will be a totter'd weed of small worth held:
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.
Within thine own bud buriest thy content,
And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding:
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament,
And only herald to the gaudy spring,