SONNET 14	PARAPHRASE
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck;	I do not receive my knowledge or make my decisions by the stars;
And yet methinks I have astronomy,	Though I have enough training in astronomy to do so,
But not to tell of good or evil luck,	I cannot predict good luck or bad,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;	Or plagues, or dearths, or the weather;
Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,	Nor can I say what will happen at any given moment in our daily lives,
Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,	Alloting to each man his thunder, rain, and wind (ie. He cannot fortell our personal troubles],
Or say with princes if it shall go well,	Or even tell princes if things will go well for them,
By oft predict that I in heaven find:	By frequent omens that I see in the heavens:
But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,	But from your eyes alone do I derive my knowledge,
And, constant stars, in them I read such art	And they are my constant stars, in which I read such art [gain such knowledge]
As truth and beauty shall together thrive,	That I see truth and beauty will live together in harmony,
If from thyself to store thou wouldst convert;	If you would only turn your focus from yourself to creating a child;
Or else of thee this I prognosticate:	Or else this is my prophecy:
Thy end is truth's and beauty's doom and date.	That truth and beauty will all end when you die.