William Shakespeare - Playwright - Poem's and Sonnet's | Sonnet 7: " Lo in the orient when the gracious light "

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Sonnet 7:

" Lo in the orient when the gracious light "

Lo in the orient when the gracious light

Lifts up his burning head, each under eye

Doth homage to his new – appearing sight,

Serving with looks his sacred majesty,

And having climbed the steep – up heavenly hill,

Resembling strong youth in his middle age,

Yet mortal looks adore his beauty still,

Attending on his golden pilgrimage:

But when from highmost pitch with weary car,

Like feeble age he reeleth from the day,

The eyes (fore duteous) now converted are

From his low tract and look another way:

So thou, thy self out – going in thy noon:

Unlooked on diest unless thou get a son.

Sonnet 7: Translation to modern English

Look! In the east when the glorious sun raises his burning head, all men's eyes pay tribute to his new, fresh appearance, serving his majesty with looks of awe. And having climbed that steep hill to heaven like a strong youth in the prime of life, mortals still worship his beauty as they watch his golden climb into the sky. But when he staggers away, old and feeble, from his highest point with weary horses, the eyes that were dutiful before, now turn away from him and look elsewhere. So you, yourself, declining from your noonday glory, will die disregarded, unless you beget a son.

Modern English Translation from: No Sweat Shakespeare

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