Sonnet 39 by William Shakespeare

Sonnet 39

by William Shakespeare

O, how thy worth with manners may I sing,
When thou art all the better part of me?
What can mine own praise to mine own self bring?
And what is 't but mine own when I praise thee?
Even for this let us divided live,
And our dear love lose name of single one,
That by this separation I may give
That due to thee which thou deservest alone.
O absence, what a torment wouldst thou prove,
Were it not thy sour leisure gave sweet leave
To entertain the time with thoughts of love,
Which time and thoughts so sweetly doth deceive,
And that thou teachest how to make one twain,
By praising him here who doth hence remain!

“Freedom is the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.” – George Orwell – 

“You have freedom when you’re easy in your harness.” – Robert Frost – 

“I see my life in terms of music.” ―Albert Einstein―

“Most people die with their music still locked up inside them.” ― Benjamin Disraeli ―

Saint John the Baptist - A Voice Crying Out In the Desert

Title: Saint John the Baptist - A Voice Crying Out In the Desert

Author and Illustrator: Ezekiel Saucedo

Rating: ★★★★☆

Age Category: Children's Books

    Back Cover Synopsis: 

    Out of the desert God called a man to pave the way for the coming of Jesus - 

• a courageous man who would stand up to the leaders of his day;
• a humble man who recognized that he was not to be the star of salvation history;
• a wild man who ate . . . grasshoppers and honey!?

    Follow John as he escapes a massacre with his parents, brings God's message of repentance to the people, and pays the ultimate price for speaking God's truth. Read and discover the heroic holiness of Saint John the Baptist - a man Jesus himself described as one of the greatest men ever born.

“If music be the food of love, play on.” ― William Shakespeare ―