The Sonnets LIV - O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give. The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour, which doth in it live. The canker blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses. Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summers breath their masked buds discloses: But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwood, and unrespected fade; Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths, are sweetest odours made: And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall vade, by verse distills your truth.
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem..."
Exploring the themes of classic, William Shakespeare delivers a powerful performance in "The Sonnets LIV - O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...