rough winds do shake the darling buds of may

“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee”

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
—  William Shakespeare, “Sonnet 18″
Never forget, the Sonnet 18, one of Shakespeare’s most beautiful love sonnets, was a love poem written for another dude.

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

–William Shakespeare


Sonnet 18 is one of the 100+ “Fair youth” sonnets, a series of poems that Shakespeare wrote to and about another man. While the identity of this male love is debated, it is important for us to remember Shakespeare was bi as hell.

(Also, look, he wrote a WHOLE POEM without making any dick jokes! Good on you, Willy!)

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
  So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
  So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
—  Sonnet 18, William Shakespeare
the first day of spring (ava/odin)

tbh at this point i am embarrassed for both of these nerds, holy shit

alternatively titled “cats are great but also demonic” and “ava is having none of your shit odin”. Also, odin can’t drive under stress and ava is glad she payed attention in biology class.

scaredcoffeebean’s shitty roommates au is literally one of my favorite things and it gives me so much life, so go read about it!

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Ava Ire was positive she was going to pass out from boredom. 

She sat in her British literature class, staring down at her notes as the professor droned on about the imagery in Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18. 

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May;

Ava sighed, doodling a flower absentmindedly in the corner of her notebook. The sun was finally warming the earth, making the flowers bloom in ecstatic color; yet here she was, stuck in a two hour monotone sermon about whether or not Shakespeare was gay for some long forgotten “Fair Lord.”

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A Different Side of Him (2)

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Yanking your hand away from Jimin and hurriedly walking out of the classroom, you hear him suck his teeth on your way out. Holding your wrist in your hand, you feel the spot where Jimin had gripped you too tight.

“What a shame, princess…”

When you arrived at your house, you noticed a small bouquet of red roses placed carefully by your front door. No one was home yet which explained why the flowers were still outside. Picking the flowers up, you noticed their elegant smell and a small notecard tucked away in the petals. Grabbing the card carefully, your thumb grazes over the ink on the card, relishing each word.

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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

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Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Sonnet XVIII

By William Shakespeare


Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

A Different Side of Him (2)

Word Count: 2434

Released: RE-UPLOAD

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Jimin Ending | Yoongi Ending

Yanking your hand away from Jimin and hurriedly walking out of the classroom, you hear him suck his teeth on your way out. Holding your wrist in your hand, you feel the spot where Jimin had gripped you too tight.

“What a shame, princess…”

When you arrived at your house, you noticed a small bouquet of red roses placed carefully by your front door. No one was home yet which explained why the flowers were still outside. Picking the flowers up, you noticed their elegant smell and a small notecard tucked away in the petals. Grabbing the card carefully, your thumb grazes over the ink on the card, relishing each word.

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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
— 

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer’s Day? (Sonnet 18) - Poem by William Shakespeare

Shakespeare in het Jiddisch: Sonnet XVIII

Zol ikh dikh tsu a zumer-tog farglaykhn?

Bist milder, liblikher in yedn zin;

Durkh Frilings blitn roye vintn shlaykhn,

Un kurts iz fun dem zumer der termin:

Oftmol tsu heys dos oyg fun himl laykht,

Oft iz zayn goldener glants fartunklt gor,

Un oft dos sheyne fun der sheynkayt vaykht

Durkh tsufal, enderung fun der natur:

Dokh eybik lebn vet dayn zumers prakht,

Un vos du sheyns farmogst vet eybik vayln;

S’vet toyt nit hobn iber der keyn makht,

Vayl bist fareybikt in di eybike tsayln;

    Vi lang nokh mentshn otemen, oygn zen

    Lebt mayn gedikht, un du vest nit fargeyn.


William Shakespeare (1564-1616)


 

Vertaald uit het Engels in het Jiddisch door Abraham Asen


 

Sonnet XVIII


Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimmed,

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimmed:

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,

Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,

When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,

    So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:  
 So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,  
 So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.