William Shakespeare
Warwickshire
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Sonnet 14: “not From The Stars Do I My Judgement Pluck…”

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Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,
And yet methinks I have astronomy,
But not to tell of good, or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality,
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell;
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,
Or say with princes if it shall go well
By oft predict that I in heaven find.
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,
And constant stars in them I read such art
As truth and beauty shall together thrive
If from thy self, to store thou wouldst convert:
Or else of thee this I prognosticate,
Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.
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Fabrizio Frosini 07 November 2015
Paraphrase of Sonnet 14 I do not receive my knowledge or make my decisions by the stars; Though I have enough training in astrology to do so, I cannot predict good luck or bad, Or plagues, or famine, or the weather; Nor can I say what will happen at any given moment in our daily lives, Alloting to each man his thunder, rain, and wind [i.e., he cannot fortell our personal troubles], Or even tell princes if things will go well for them, By frequent omens that I see in the heavens: But from your eyes alone do I derive my knowledge, And they are my constant stars, in which I read such art [gain such knowledge] That I see truth and beauty will live together in harmony, If you would only turn your focus from yourself to creating a child; Or else this is my prophecy: That truth and beauty will all end when you die
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Brian Jani 26 April 2014
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