Shakespeare Sonnet Marathon #57
Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require; Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But like a sad slave stay and think of naught, Save, where you are, how happy you make those. So true a fool is love, that in your will, Though you do anything, he thinks no ill. Quoted from Internet Shakespeare Edition #student #drama #online #朗読 #オンライン #ソネット
Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require; Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But like a sad slave stay and think of naught, Save, where you are, how happy you make those. So true a fool is love, that in your will, Though you do anything, he thinks no ill. Quoted from Internet Shakespeare Edition #student #drama #online #朗読 #オンライン #ソネット