by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying...
Language: English
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on black and loving mourners be, Looking with pretty ruth upon my pain. And truly not the morning sun of heaven Better becomes the grey cheeks of the east, Nor that full star that ushers in the even, Doth half that glory to the sober west, As those two mourning eyes become thy face: O! let it then as well beseem thy heart To mourn for me since mourning doth thee grace, And suit thy pity like in every part. Then will I swear beauty herself is black, And all they foul that thy complexion lack.
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Authorship:
- by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616), no title, appears in Sonnets, no. 132 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by David Passmore (b. 1954), "Thine eyes I love" [mezzo-soprano and piano], from Seven Dark Lady Sonnets, no. 5. [text verified 1 time]
- by Richard Simpson (1820 - 1876), "Sonnet CXXXII", 1864. [medium voice or high voice and piano] [text not verified]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (François-Victor Hugo) , no title, from Sonnets de Shakespeare, no. 132, published 1857
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This text was added to the website: 2010-08-13
Line count: 14
Word count: 114