Poetry & Verse
Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old
By William ShakespeareSource: William Shakespeare - PoetryDB (Public Domain)108 words
To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three...
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold, Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd, In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.…
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