Not marble, nor the gilded monuments by William Shakespeare
I was taking it easy last night and making blanket squares while listening to the awesome Celtic mixes that my dear Heather made for me. When we got to From the North by Runrig, I had to pop in the RotK EE because that song makes me think of Aragorn. I’ve also been reading a book of sonnets, and came across this one, which I studied in high school. I’ve always liked it and now that I’ve become immersed in the world of LotR, I realized how much it makes me think of Gondor and all the statues of kings and such.
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
By William Shakespeare
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone, besmear’d with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword nor war’s quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
‘Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room,
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lovers’ eyes.
