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    William Shakespeare - Sonnet 33 - John Gielgud


    by poetictouch

    Sir John Gielgud reads Shakespeare's Sonnet 33

    Sonnet 33
    by William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

    Full many a glorious morning have I seen
    Flatter the mountaintops with sovereign eye,
    Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
    Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
    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.
    Even so my sun one early morn did shine
    With all-triumphant splendour on my brow.
    But out, alack! He was but one hour mine;
    The region cloud hath masked him from me now.
    Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;
    Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth.