Sonnet 55 Soneto 55 Sonnet 55 Sonetto 55 Soneto 55 Сонет 55 十四行詩 55

Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Ni le marbre, ni les monuments dorés

Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme; Des princes, survivra à cette rime puissante ;

But you shall shine more bright in these contents Mais tu brilleras davantage dans ces contenus

Than unswept stone, besmear’d with sluttish time.

When wasteful war shall statues overturn, Quand les guerres inutiles renverseront les statues,

And broils root out the work of masonry,

Nor Mars his sword, nor war’s quick fire shall burn

The living record of your memory.

'Gainst death, and all-oblivious enmity Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room

Even in the eyes of all posterity

That wear this world out to the ending doom.

So, till the judgment that yourself arise,

You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes.