SONNETSSONNETS

From Shakespeare and Mr. Williams’ ancestors!!!

Shakespearean SonnetsShakespearean Sonnets The Shakespearean sonnet, also called the

Elizabethan or English sonnet Composed of three quatrains and a final

couplet iambic pentameter (five iambs) rhyme scheme abab cdcd efef gg.

Shakey Bill’s PoemsShakey Bill’s Poems

Shakespeare's sonnets are a collection of 154 poems that deal with such themes as love, beauty, politics, and mortality.

Sonnet XVIIISonnet XVIIIShall 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 fadeNor 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.

Italian SonnetsItalian Sonnets

The Italian sonnet was probably invented by Giacomo da Lentini, head of the Sicilian School under Frederick II. Guittone d'Arezzo rediscovered it and brought it to Tuscany where he adapted it to his language when he founded the Neo-Sicilian School (1235–1294).

Italian Sonnets (con’t)Italian Sonnets (con’t) In its original form, the Italian sonnet was divided into

an octave followed by a sestet. The octave stated a proposition and the sestet stated its solution with a clear break between the two. Though Giacomo da Lentini octave rhymed a-b-a-b, a-b-a-b it became later a-b-b-a, a-b-b-a. For the sestet there were two different possibilities, c-d-e-c-d-e and c-d-c-c-d-c.

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, (a)Stolen on his wing my three and twentieth year! (b)My hasting days fly on with full career, (b)But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th. (a)Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth, (a)That I to manhood am arrived so near, (b)And inward ripeness doth much less appear, (b)That some more timely-happy spirits indu'th. (a)

Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, (c)It shall be still in strictest measure even (d)To that same lot, however mean or high, (e)Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven. (d)All is, if I have grace to use it so, (c)As ever in my great Task-master's eye. (e)

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, (a)Stolen on his wing my three and twentieth year! (b)My hasting days fly on with full career, (b)But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th. (a)Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth, (a)That I to manhood am arrived so near, (b)And inward ripeness doth much less appear, (b)That some more timely-happy spirits indu'th. (a)

Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, (c)It shall be still in strictest measure even (d)To that same lot, however mean or high, (e)Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven. (d)All is, if I have grace to use it so, (c)As ever in my great Task-master's eye. (e)