Shakespeare Sonnet 38
Shakespeare Sonnet 38 (XXXVIII) Text
Enjoy Shakespeare Sonnet 38 (XXXVIII) in nature. Listen to the Sonnet whilst watching a nature scene video to help you learn the sonnet in a relaxing environment with nature sounds to help provide a calming atmosphere.
Here’s the text of Shakespeare Sonnet 38 (XXXVIII):
How can my Muse want subject to invent,
While thou dost breathe, that pour’st into my verse
Thine own sweet argument, too excellent
For every vulgar paper to rehearse?
O, give thyself the thanks, if aught in me
Worthy perusal stand against thy sight;
For who’s so dumb that cannot write to thee,
When thou thyself dost give invention light?
Be thou the tenth Muse, ten times more in worth
Than those old nine which rhymers invocate;
And he that calls on thee, let him bring forth
Eternal numbers to outlive long date.
If my slight Muse do please these curious days,
The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise.
Shakespeare Sonnet 38 (XXXVIII) Video
This is a 1 minute video in which Shakespeare Sonnet 38 (XXXVIII) is spoken in a nature scene.