Against my love shall be, as I am now,
With Time's injurious hand crushed and o'erworn;
When hours have drained his blood and filled his brow
With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn
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Good advice to us all. Those who feel it does not apply to them had better not plan on growing old. And see how it pours sweetly from the tongue in a golden cascade of words. Truly Shakespeare is the world's master of this poetic form.
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