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Shakespeare's Sonnets

Sonnet 19

19

Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws,

And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;

Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger’s jaws,

And burn the long-liv’d phoenix in her blood;

Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet’st,

And do what e’er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,

To the wide world and all her fading sweets:

But I forbid thee one most heinous crime,

O, carve not with thy hours my love’s fair brow,

Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;

Him in thy course untainted do allow,

For beauty’s pattern to succeeding men.

Yet do thy worst, old Time: despite thy wrong,

My love shall in my verse ever live young.

 

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