Daily Archives: September 16, 2015

Poem – When I Do Count The Clock That Tells The Time – William Shakespeare

Sonnet 12:  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 silvered o’er with white;  When lofty trees I … Continue reading

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Poem – To Me, Fair Friend, You Never Can Be Old – William Shakespeare

Sonnet 104:  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 … Continue reading

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