Glossary entry (derived from question below)
Italiano term or phrase:
Agli esseri più belli si chiede una progenie
Inglese translation:
from fairest creatures we desire increase
Added to glossary by
Umberto Cassano
Nov 5, 2007 21:28
16 yrs ago
Italiano term
Agli esseri più belli si chiede una progenie
Da Italiano a Inglese
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Poesia e Prosa
Does anyone recognize this Shakespearean quote from one of the sonnets?
I need the original English version and can't seem to find it.
I need the original English version and can't seem to find it.
Proposed translations
(Inglese)
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Nov 6, 2007 15:12: Umberto Cassano Created KOG entry
Proposed translations
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from fairest creatures we desire increase
...That thereby beauty's rose might never die
Si tratta del I sonetto
HTH
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Note added at 18 mins (2007-11-05 21:46:14 GMT)
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From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory;
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thout that are now the world's fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.
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Note added at 20 mins (2007-11-05 21:48:16 GMT)
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Sorry ! I forgot to paste the link you may probably need
http://www.shakespeare-online.com/sonnets/1.html
Si tratta del I sonetto
HTH
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Note added at 18 mins (2007-11-05 21:46:14 GMT)
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From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory;
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
Thout that are now the world's fresh ornament
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content
And, tender churl, mak'st waste in niggarding.
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.
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Note added at 20 mins (2007-11-05 21:48:16 GMT)
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Sorry ! I forgot to paste the link you may probably need
http://www.shakespeare-online.com/sonnets/1.html
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