{"id":1834,"date":"2010-06-06T00:00:00","date_gmt":"1970-01-01T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lireouimaisquoi.over-blog.com\/article-sonnet-2-51725412-comments.html"},"modified":"2014-08-27T23:20:24","modified_gmt":"2014-08-27T22:20:24","slug":"sonnet-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/chezyueyin.org\/blog\/sonnet-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Sonnet 2"},"content":{"rendered":"

When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field,
Thy youth’s proud livery so gazed on now,
Will be a totter’d weed of small worth held:
Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;
To say, within thine own deep sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserv’d thy beauty’s use,
If thou couldst answer ‘This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,’
Proving his beauty by succession thine!
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel’st it cold.<\/span> <\/p>\n

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Traduction en anglais moderne<\/strong>
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When forty winters have attacked your brow and wrinkled your beautiful skin, the pride and impressiveness of your youth, so much admired by everyone now, will be have become a worthless, tattered weed. Then, when you are asked where your beauty’s gone and what’s happened to all the treasures you had during your youth, you will have to say only within your own eyes, now sunk deep in their sockets, where there is only a shameful confession of greed and self-obsession. How much more praise you would have deserved if you could have answered, \u2018This beautiful child of mine shall give an account of my life and show that I made no misuse of my time on earth,’ proving that his beauty, because he is your son, was once yours! This child would be new-made when you are old and you would see your own blood warm when you are cold.<\/span><\/span> <\/p>\n

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Traduction fran\u00e7aise de Robert Ellrodt<\/strong> (sonnets william shakespeare acte sud<\/em> babel 2007) Cette fois, j’ai trouv\u00e9 les sonnets en version bilingue \u00e0 la biblioth\u00e8que. Bon j’avoue je n’aime pas beaucoup cette traduction, le dernier vers par exemple ne me parle pas en fran\u00e7ais, alors qu’en Will !!! je vous laisse juge… et puis \u00e7a aide \u00e0 comprendre ce qui est le but.<\/em><\/span> <\/p>\n


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Lorsque quarante hivers assi\u00e8geront ton front,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Creusant de lourds sillons au champ de ta beaut\u00e9,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Le fier habit de ta jeunesse, tant admir\u00e9<\/span> <\/p>\n

Ne sera que haillon, tenu pour sans valeur<\/span> <\/p>\n

Alors, \u00e0 qui demande o\u00f9 ta beaut\u00e9 demeure,<\/span> <\/p>\n

O\u00f9 sont tous les tr\u00e9sors de tes vertes ann\u00e9es,<\/span> <\/p>\n

Dire qu’on les retrouve en tes yeux enfonc\u00e9s<\/span> <\/p>\n

serait \u00e9loge creux et d\u00e9vorante honte.<\/span> <\/p>\n

Combien plus on louerai l’emploi de ta beaut\u00e9<\/span> <\/p>\n

Si tu pouvais r\u00e9pondre : “ce bel enfant de moi<\/span> <\/p>\n

Apurera mon compte, justifiant ma vieillesse”<\/span> <\/p>\n

Prouvant que sa beaut\u00e9 par succession est tienne.<\/span> <\/p>\n

Ce serait recr\u00e9er ton \u00eatre vieillissant<\/span> <\/p>\n

et r\u00e9chauffer ton sang que tu sentiras froid<\/span> <\/p>\n

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Et une lecture par la chocolate-voice, \u00e0 la magnifique diction, de David chou Tennant himself !<\/span> <\/p>\n

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When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, Thy youth’s proud livery so gazed on now, Will be a totter’d weed of small worth held: Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies, … Continuer la lecture →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[19],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1834","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-pomes"],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n