Sunday, April 10, 2011

Beauty

I need to recite this plus another Shakespearian sonnet by 2:30PM tomorrow:


When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,

That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;
When I perceive that men as plants increase,

Cheered and cheque'd even by the self-same sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
And wear their brave state out of memory;
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight,
Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay,
To change your day of youth to sullied night;
And all in war with Time for love of you,
As he takes from you, I engraft you new.



Isn't it beautiful?


Speaking of beauty, just ate this beautiful barbecued meal from Salt Lick:



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