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It's lovely

Very nice poem

The greatest! What magic he had with words!

Thank you, Fabrizio Frosini, for shedding some light into this wonderful piece written in heightened poetic diction.

You are right great doesn't rhyme with eat....this is visual rhyming aptly used many a times in poetry to make the poem look good.

I like that Shakespeare was going for rhyming couplets as a fous of the poem, but his flow and story telling remains intact. I found a forced rhyme and smiled a little. Great does not rhyme eat. They contain common letters but sound different. But who cares. A lovely peace by a virtuoso

As chimney sweepers come to dust......To live in fear is worst than death itself especially if one has lived the life to the fullest. great poem.

No negative feelings and harmful magic, and nothing can cause harm any more. By seeing a grave we can know it well. We should not fear at all because everything comes to an end and turns into dust in this material world. This poem is excellent and inspirational.

We neither should nor fear, if anyone defames us nor if we face the severe disapproval. We should not fear to the series of unfortunate events or itchy scars on skin. All joy, all lovers and everything comes into duty and we see it in this mortal world.

This world is temporary. Eating drinking, body make up, cloth, everything turn into dust as per time and we see the change. We should not fear at all. Journey of life is wonderful. We should not fear at all hearing the roar of cloud and lightening or thunder.

Sweepers come to dust, they sweep and clean the road and houses. Sun should not fear the heat. We should also not fear the heat. Sun should not fear winter's rage. We should not fear coldness of winter. Golden land dwells eternally.

this guy is terrabile he just write plays that let people die all the time this peom made no scenes he was trying to maybe say that if there is all ways good things in the bad time something like that

Fear no more the lightning-flash, Nor the all-dread thunder-stone; Fear not slander, censure rash; Thou hast finished joy and moan; The great Schakespeare of all times. tony

I Iike the idea that chimney sweepers was the name for dandelion seed-heads, the golden heads turns to dusty seeds, but I do not know if this interpretation can be sustained.

is closed for Satan is among us!

He one of the famous poet and I loved the poem

William Shakespeare is one of the best poem writers there is around and I like his poems to

If he were alive, He would surely compose more of this kind!

Every time I read and remember this poem exists, it strikes me with more and more exquisite meaning. A poem that frees one's mood from an acknowledgement of one's current circumstance.

GEts more and more magnificent every time I read it, hear it, remember that it is.