William Shakespeare "Sonnet 23 As an unperfect actor on the stage" Слова песни

Sonnet 23 As an unperfect actor on the stage

As an unperfect actor on the stageWho with his fear is put besides his part,Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart.So I, for fear of trust, forget to sayThe perfect ceremony of love's rite,And in mine own love's strength seem to decay,O'ercharged with burden of mine own love's might.O, let my books be then the eloquenceAnd dumb presagers of my speaking breast,Who plead for love and look for recompenseMore than that tongue that more hath more express'd.O, learn to read what silent love hath writ:To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit.

Sipi XXIII

Hange ko e ha tangata faifaiva 'i he tu'unga'A ia kuo fai hono konga mo hono ilifiaPe ha me'a mamafa mo e 'ite'ita lahiKo ia 'oku vaivai hono malohi ki hono loto.

Pea ngalo au ke lea 'i he manavahe 'o e falalaKo e anga ma'oni 'o e anga 'a e 'ofaPea matamata ia 'oku fakamonumonuka 'a e malohi 'o hoku 'ofaFu'u lahi 'a e kataki 'o e malohi 'ofa o'oku.

'Oi! Ke le'o lelei 'a hoku 'u tohiMo e kaupotu vale 'o hoku fatafata'A ia 'oku kole ange ki he 'ofa 'o sio ki ha totongi huhu'iLahi ange ki he 'elelo na na'e fakaha atu lahi.

'Oi! Ako'i ke lau 'a e 'ofa longomate kuo tohi'iKe fanongo mo e mata 'oku kau'i ki he poto 'o e 'ofa lelei.