Poetry: Sonnet 154 by William Shakespeare (read by Fiona Shaw)

Sonnet 154 by William Shakespeare The little Love-god lying once asleep, Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, Whilst many nymphs that vowed chaste life to keep Came tripping by; but in her maiden hand The fairest votary took up that fire Which many legions of true hearts had warmed; And so the General of hot desire Was, sleeping, by a virgin hand disarmed. This brand she quenched in a cool well by, Which from Love's fire took heat perpetual, Growing a bath and healthful remedy, For men diseased; but I, my mistress' thrall, Came there for cure and this by that I prove, Love's fire heats water, water cools not love. Source: thesonnets.tv ☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・°☆ DISCLAIMER: This is a non-monetized channel. Absolutely no copyright infringement intended. I created/edited this video for entertainment purpose only. I do not own nor claim to own anything in this video. The videos/audios/photos are property of their rightful owners. All credit goes to the owners of all the materials used in this video. * ৳৸ᵃᵑᵏ Ꮍ৹੫ᵎ * #poetry #poem #actorsreadingpoetry