----------Оригинальный текст и его перевод----------No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,And loathsome canker lives in sweetest...

Сонет 29.When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes,I all alone beweep my outcast state,And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,And look upon myself and curse my fate,Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,Featured l...

Оригинальный текст и его переводMine eye and heart are at a mortal war,How to divide the conquest of thy sight:Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar,My heart mine eye the freedom of that right.My heart doth plead that tho...

Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day,And make me travel forth without my cloak,To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way,Hiding thy brav'ry in their rotten smoke?Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break,To dry the rain on...

Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelledThy beauty's form in table of my heart;My body is the frame wherein 'tis held,And perspective it is best painter's art.For through the painter must you see his skillTo find where your tr...

As an imperfect actor on the stage,Who with his fear is put besides his part,Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart;So I, for fear of trust, forget to sayThe perfect ceremony of...

Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,And yet methinks I have astronomy,But not to tell of good or evil luck,Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,Pointing to each his thunder, rain an...

Эх, зима, зима-злодеюшка,До чего ж ты хороша!Ничему, за что радеешь ты, Не противится душа.Ни снегам твоим всклокоченным,Ни морозцу… Хлесток гад!Но зато его пощечиныОчень даже молодят.Нипочем мне и метелица -Шуб...

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer's lease hath all too short a date;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,And often is his gold co...

Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,And burn the long-lived phoenix in her blood;Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet'st,And do...