Monday, May 21, 2001
Sonnet Xii Comments
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When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white;
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9/6/2025 1:23:50 PM # 1.0.0
And die as fast as they see others grow; And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence