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William Shakespeare, Sonnet III
Look in thy
glass and tell the face thou viewest
Now is the time
that face should form another;
Whose fresh
repair if now thou not renewest,
Thou dost
beguile the world, unbless some mother.
For where is she
so fair whose uneared womb
Disdains the
tillage of thy husbandry?
Or who is he so
fond will be the tomb
Of his
self-love, to stop posterity?
Thou art thy
mother's glass and she in thee
Calls back the
lovely April of her prime;
So thou through
windows of thine age shalt see,
Despite of
wrinkles, this thy golden time.
But if thou
live, remembered not to be,
Die single and
thine image dies with thee.
Ralph
Vaughan Williams, “Fantasia on Greensleeves“, from Sir John in
Love, opera adapted
from William Shakespeare’s The Merry Wives
of Windsor, 1928
(Philadelphia Orchestra, Eugene Ormandy)
Nino
Rota, “Sarabande” from soundtrack to Zeffirelli’s “The Taming of
the Shrew”, 1967 (Columbia Pictures, US / Italy) orchestra
conducted by Carlo Savina