De Engelse dichter en schrijver William Shakespeare werd geboren in Stradford-upon-Avon op, vermoedelijk, 23 april 1564. Zie ook alle tags voor William Shakespeare op dit blog.
Sonnet 8
Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly?
Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy:
Why lov’st thou that which thou receiv’st not gladly,
Or else receiv’st with pleasure thine annoy?
If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,
By unions married, do offend thine ear,
They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds
In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.
Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,
Strikes each in each by mutual ordering;
Resembling sire and child and happy mother,
Who, all in one, one pleasing note do sing:
Whose speechless song being many, seeming one,
Sings this to thee: ‘Thou single wilt prove none.’
Sonnet 9
Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye,
That thou consum’st thy self in single life?
Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die,
The world will wail thee like a makeless wife;
The world will be thy widow and still weep
That thou no form of thee hast left behind,
When every private widow well may keep
By children’s eyes, her husband’s shape in mind:
Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend
Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it;
But beauty’s waste hath in the world an end,
And kept unused the user so destroys it.
No love toward others in that bosom sits
That on himself such murd’rous shame commits.
Sonnet 11
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 endow’d, she gave the more;
Which bounteous gift thou shouldst in bounty cherish:
She carv’d thee for her seal, and meant thereby,
Thou shouldst print more, not let that copy die.
William Shakespeare (23 april 1564 – 23 april 1616)
Borstbeeld in Verona, de stad van Julia en Romeo
De Oostenrijkse dichteres Christine Busta werd geboren op 23 april 1915 in Wenen. Zie ook alle tags voor Christine Busta op dit blog.
Ontmoetingen in de regen
Egel, mijn kleine stekelbroer,
goed gecamoufleerd als een brok aarde
in de natte weide gerold.
Doe maar alsof je dood bent! Ik weet wel beter:
helemaal binnenin verbergen wij beiden
onze verwondbare levenswarmte.
Vertaald door Germain Droogenbroodt
Christine Busta (23 april 1915 – 3 december 1987)
Zie voor nog meer schrijvers van de 23e april ook mijn blog van 23 april 2020 en eveneens mijn blog van 23 april 2019 en ook mijn blog van 23 april 2017 deel 3.
