William Shakespeare
Warwickshire
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Sonnet Lxv

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Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o'er-sways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out
Against the wreckful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
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Gary Borck 07 February 2019
Poetry at it's best. Great feeling, and powerful!
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Prabir Gayen 06 January 2019
Great poem from great poet.....//////.......///...
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Brian Jani 26 April 2014
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