William Shakespeare
Warwickshire
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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William Shakespeare
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Prabir Gayen 06 January 2019
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
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Brian Jani 26 April 2014
Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 
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