well done!!! tania, a development officer at a local art school, read this one cold, at her desk, and quickly — and perfectly! quickly because i interrupted her in the middle of her preparations for the big art sale coming up in boston, for which she is one of the amazing coordinators. as soon as we stopped recording she said, “that’s a beautiful sonnet!” it only goes to show that bringing a little shakespeare into the workplace is always a nice break from the grind.
thank you tania for sharing this with us!
They that have power to hurt and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow,
They rightly do inherit heaven’s graces
And husband nature’s riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others but stewards of their excellence.
The summer’s flower is to the summer sweet,
Though to itself it only live and die,
But if that flower with base infection meet,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.