For the sonnet and its ability to hold a moment, a memory, and a loved one alive forever in its tiny Pensieve, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Sonnet 18 / by William Shakespeare
For if you need some kings, queens and dragons this week, from The Norton Anthology of Literature, Fourth Edition.
from The Faerie Queene / by Edmund Spenser
Under a vele, that wimpled was full low,
And over all a blacke stole she did throw,
As one that inly mournd: so was she sad,
And heavie sat upon her palfrey slow:
Seemed in heart some hidden care she had
For those who believe love speaks for itself and should not be given or taken on demand, from the Folio text, 2008, in The Norton Shakespeare: Tragedies, Based on the Oxford Edition, 2nd edition.
from King Lear / by William Shakespeare
Cordelia Nothing, my lord.
Lear Nothing?
Cordelia Nothing.
Lear Nothing will come of nothing. Speak again.
For the sonnet which engendered yesterday’s erasure, from The Norton Anthology of English Literature, Fourth Edition: 1.
from Sonnet 97 / by William Shakespeare
And, thou away, the very birds are mute;
Or, if they sing, ’tis with so dull a cheer
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near.
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