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Ralph Waldo Emerson, comp. (1803–1882).  Parnassus: An Anthology of Poetry.  1880.
 
Sonnet: ‘When I do count the clock’
By William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
 
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 see barren of leaves,        5
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer’s green, all girded up in sheaves,
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard;
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,        10
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake,
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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