Dulcinea's Love Poems Day 1 The Unlimited penmanship of Shakespeare! (English)

Hello Friends! My name is Dulcinea, the beloved enemy of Don Quixote, as always I am super happy that you allow me to be with you for at least a few minutes of your day, from the bottom of my heart a million thanks!!! If you like this podcast and if it brings a smile to your face please share with family and friends, by doing this we are spreading love and positive energy together around the world. I also want to remind you that this space is for you. If you would like to hear about an author we can request for them to be featured in a future show, we have dedicated this time to bring uplifting messages through poetry in harmony with the universe. Today we will talk about William Shakespeare was an English playwright, poet and actor. He is widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's greatest dramatist. He is often called England's National Poet and the "Bard of Avon'' (or simply "the Bard"). His extensive works, including collaborations, consist of some over 39 plays, 154 sonnets, three long narrative poems, and a few other verses, some of uncertain authorship. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than those of any other playwright. He remains arguably the most influential writer in the English language, and his works continue to be studied and reinterpreted. William Shakespeare died in 1616 at 52 years of age. His burial in Holy Trinity Church is recorded in Stratford-upon-Avon's parish register on 25 April 1616 … Today I am reading Love Sonnet 153 Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep: A maid of Dian's this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did quickly steep In a cold valley-fountain of that ground; Which borrow'd from this holy fire of Love A dateless lively heat, still to endure, And grew a seething bath, which yet men prove Against strange maladies a sovereign cure. But at my mistress' eye Love's brand new-fired, The boy for trial needs would touch my breast; I, sick withal, the help of bath desired, And thither hied, a sad distemper'd guest, But found no cure: the bath for my help lies Where Cupid got new fire--my mistress' eyes. I love the say he describes the mischiveous ways "Cupid" makes us fall in love, I hope you find this Sonnet as interesting as I found it the best time I read it, and mostly I hope you enjoy Literature and Love Poems. I hope you can listen tomorrow to the next episode of Dulcinea and Love Poems.  Ciao!

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