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Unperfect Actor (Sonnet 23)

This song is by Rufus Wainwright, features Martha Wainwright, Helena Bonham Carter and Fiora Cutler and appears on the album Take All My Loves - 9 Shakespeare Sonnets (2016).

As an unperfect actor on the stage,
Who 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 say
The 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 eloquence
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast,
Who plead for love and look for recompense
More than that tongue that more hath more expressed

O learn to read what silent love hath writ!
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit

As an unperfect actor on the stage,
Who 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 say
The 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

As an unperfect actor on the stage,
Who 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 say
The 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

As an unperfect actor on the stage,
Who 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 say
The 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 eloquence
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast,
Who plead for love and look for recompense
More than that tongue that more hath more expressed

O learn to read what silent love hath writ!
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit

O learn to read what silent love hath writ!
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit

Credits

Music by:

Rufus Wainwright

Lyrics by:

William Shakespeare

Trivia:

Based on Shakespeare's Sonnet 23 Wikipedia16.

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