Luyện nghe bài hát Viii. Escalation - B - (sonnet Lv)

Not marble, nor the gilded
Of princes, shall outlive this rhyme;
But you shall more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone besmear'd sluttish time.
When war shall statues overturn,
And broils out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword nor quick fire shall burn
The record of your memory.
death and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace your praise shall still find room
in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this out to the ending doom.
So, the judgment that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in eyes.