Question

Buen dia! quien me ayuda con un poema en ingles de formato shakesperiano. 10 silabas por lineas de 14 lineas. Gracias​

Answer 1

Respuesta:When, unhappy, prostrated by man and luck,

In my sad exile I cry alone with me,

And I shake my deaf and loud cry to the deaf heaven

and, looking back at me, my fate cursed,

and I dream to be like another richer in hope,

look the same, enjoy your companies,

and I envy the art of this one, of the other the strength,

tired of what gave me joy;

If in these thoughts my contempt frightens me,

I think of you happily, and then my comfort

Like a lark on the banks of the day rises

of the dark world, and sings at the gates of heaven.

Such wealth you offer me, sweet love remembered,

that I disdain to change with the kings my state.