The Bard And Beauty Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

The Bard And Beauty



Today marks Shakespeare's birth
Plus or minus a day
But the date matters not
The question before us;
To celebrate or not
To celebrate? We shall!

How about a sonnet
That tells of thy beauty
A beauty to be woo'd
How thy beauty is still
As it was on the day
When first your eye I eyed

Or a sonnet that asks
How shall I compare thee?
Whatever that may be,
Whether 'tis summer's day,
It matters not a whit
For thou art more lovely

I could compose some verse
That speaks, but soft, of light
That breaks from your window
As though thou were the sun,
A light that can shame stars
And which none is as fair

Perhaps a toast will do
To the Bard and beauty
And to such stuff as dreams
And wishes are made of
For now bid fond adieu
Till the twain meet again

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Inspired by Shakespeare and my Muse Apirl 2011 Out West
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