William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Sonnet 11: As Fast As Thou Shalt Wane, So Fast Thou Grow'st - Poem by William Shakespeare

As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st
In one of thine, from that which thou departest,
And that fresh blood which youngly thou bestow'st,
Thou mayst call thine when thou from youth convertest.
Herein lives wisdom, beauty, and increase;
Without this folly, age, and cold decay,
If all were minded so, the times should cease,
And threescore year would make the world away.
Let those whom Nature hath not made for store,
Harsh, featureless, and rude, barrenly perish;
Look whom she best endowed, she gave the more,
Which bounteous gift thou shouldst in bounty cherish.
She carved thee for her seal, and meant thereby,
Thou shouldst print more, not let that copy die.


Comments about Sonnet 11: As Fast As Thou Shalt Wane, So Fast Thou Grow'st by William Shakespeare

  • Fabrizio Frosini (1/16/2016 9:25:00 AM)


    This takes up the same argument as sonnet I, and indeed it is a sonnet that can hardly stand on its own because 'if all were minded so' implies that we know already how the youth is minded to behave, information which we only derive from what has gone before. (Report) Reply

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  • Fabrizio Frosini (1/16/2016 9:25:00 AM)


    'Youth rapidly wanes, but this decrease may be made up by the children that a young man may beget. Otherwise all are doomed to age and decay. Since you are manifestly so beautiful, let the fate of dying out be left to barren, harsh and sullen souls. You are so well endowed by nature, that it is clear she intended you to be a seal, from the impress of which many copies should be made'.
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  • Brian Jani (4/26/2014 5:23:00 AM)


    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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