Shakespeare's Sonnets reads Nikolay Obabkov <br />http://www.youtube.com/ObabkovNikolay <br /> <br />Sonnet XIII <br />O, that you were yourself! but, love, you are <br />No longer yours than you yourself here live: <br />Against this coming end you should prepare, <br />And your sweet semblance to some other give. <br />So should that beauty which you hold in lease <br />Find no determination: then you were <br />Yourself again after yourself's decease, <br />When your sweet issue your sweet form should bear. <br />Who lets so fair a house fall to decay, <br />Which husbandry in honour might uphold <br />Against the stormy gusts of winter's day <br />And barren rage of death's eternal cold? <br />O, none but unthrifts! Dear my love, you know <br />You had a father: let your son say so. <br /> <br />Николай Обабков ( http://www.youtube.com/ObabkovNikolay ) <br />читает 110 сонет Шекспира в проекте "сонеты" Уильяма Шекспира в переводе С. Маршака <br />http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL2MvI6iJQuUAciQPdchzJXAI05Dq_PQv0
