Sonnet 6 by William Shakespeare

Sonnet 6

by William Shakespeare

Then let not winter's ragged hand deface

In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill'd:

Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place

With beauty's treasure, ere it be self-kill'd.

That use is not forbidden usury,

Which happies those that pay the willing loan;

That's for thyself to breed another thee,

Or ten times happier, be it ten for one;

Ten times thyself were happier than thou art,

If ten of thine ten times refigured thee:

Then what could death do, if thou shouldst depart,

Leaving thee living in posterity?

Be not self-will'd, for thou art much too fair

To be death's conquest and make worms thine heir.

"It's not that we have a soul, we are a soul." -- Amelia Barr --

"You've got to get up every morning with determination if you're going to go to bed with satisfaction." -- George Horace Lorimer --

"I'm not afraid of storms, for I'm learning how to sail my ship." -- Louisa May Alcott --

"Be true to your own mind and conscience, your heart and your soul." -- Theodore Parker --

The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass

Title: The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass

Author: Frederick Douglass

Rating: ★★★★☆

Age Category: Adult Literature

    Back Cover Synopsis: 

    A classic story of agonizing circumstances and enduring hope, The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass is an eloquent account of a young man's life under slavery and his eventual escape. 

    

    Written to promote the abolitionist cause, it became the best-selling fugitive slave narrative of the era. This autobiography is a powerful reminder of the brutality of slavery and the terrors that African-American people were forced to endure. 

"Love is to the heart what the summer is to the farmer's year - it brings to harvest all the loveliest flowers of the soul." -- Unknown --