Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Sonnet 46


Sonnet 46

by William Shakespeare

Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war,
How to divide the conquest of thy sight;
Mine eye my heart thy picture’s sight would bar,
My heart mine eye the freedom of that right.
My heart doth plead that thou in him dost lie,
A closet never pierc’d with crystal eyes
But the defendant doth that plea deny,
And says in him thy fair appearance lies.
To side this title is impannelled
A quest of thoughts, all tenants to the heart;
And by their verdict is determined
The clear eye’s moiety, and the dear heart’s part:
As thus; mine eye’s due is thy outward part,
And my heart’s right, thy inward love of heart.

p/s: Ade sesapa rajin nak terjemah poem ni tentang ape?? aku takut tafsiran aku berbeza... dan aku ada blur2 ngan certain ayat... any English teachers? maleh lak nak menggoogle... tapi sajak ni bermain-main di kepala hotak ku...




Capone said...

pasal kebebasan selama2nya