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Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall beseige thy brow - David Shaw-Parker.mp3

Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall beseige thy brow - David Shaw-Parker.mp3
[00:04.00]When forty wint...
[00:04.00]When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
[00:08.00]And dig deep trenches in thy beautyts field,
[00:12.00]Thy youth's proud livery so gazed on now,
[00:15.00]Will be a tattered weed of small worth held:
[00:19.00]Then being asked where all thy beauty lies,
[00:23.00]Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,
[00:26.00]To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes,
[00:30.00]Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise.
[00:34.00]How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use,
[00:38.00]If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine
[00:42.00]Shall sum my count and make my old excuse,
[00:47.00]Proving his beauty by succession thine.
[00:53.00]This were to be new made when thou art old,
[00:57.00]And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
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