• Shakespeare's Sonnet 63

  • Jun 30 2024
  • Length: 24 mins
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Shakespeare's Sonnet 63

  • Summary

  • Thought Shakespeare had stopped obsessing about his age? Think again! He should consider botox at this point.


    Sonnet 63

    gainst 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
    Hath travelled on to age's steepy night;
    And all those beauties whereof now he's king
    Are vanishing, or vanished out of sight,
    Stealing away the treasure of his spring;
    For such a time do I now fortify
    Against confounding age's cruel knife,
    That he shall never cut from memory
    My sweet love's beauty, though my lover's life:
    His beauty shall in these black lines be seen,
    And they shall live, and he in them still green.

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