Sonnet 2: When Forty Winters Shall Besiege Thy Brow Comments
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When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery so gazed on now,
Will be a tattered weed of small worth held.
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