When I consider every thing that grows
Sonnet 15When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment, That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows Whereon the stars in secret influence comment; When I perceive that men as plants increase, Cheered and checked even by the self-same sky, Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease, And wear their brave state out of memory; Then the conceit of this inconstant stay Sets you most rich in youth before my sight, Where wasteful Time debateth with decay To change your day of youth to sullied night, And all in war with Time for love of you, As he takes from you, I engraft you new. Buy and Download...Click HERE
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All living things stay absolutely perfect for such a short while. Everything we see in the world is like a show directed by the influence of the stars. Humans seem to live vegetable-like lives, both encouraged and hindered by the self-same skies, exulting in their prime, then losing their popularity as they get old. When I consider these things, the comparison of all this transitory nature of things bring you to mind. You, who are such a rich repository of youth, in whom ageing Time argues with decay, to change your beauty to a dark night of age. I battle time for your sake: as he takes beauty from you, I graft new beauty on your [with my writing].