Sonnet 12

praise 12 1. When I do count the measure that tells the quantify, 2. And search the brave day sunk in terrible night; 3. When I behold the violet past prime, 4. And dim curls, every(prenominal) silvered oer with white; 5. When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, 6. Which erst from heat did force outopy the herd, 7. And summers green all girded up in sheaves, 8. Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, 9. then(prenominal) of thy beauty do I question make, 10. That thou among the wastes of time must go, 11. Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake 12. And die as fasting as they see others grow; 13.

And nothing gainst Times scythe can make defence 14. Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence. This sonnet is so famous that it almost makes commentary unessential. It will continuously be one of the best sonnets in the history of language. The spruce and rapid passage of time, which brings every thing to an end, is described, not so in abundance, but with such noteworthy and overwhelming eff...If you wishing to get a full essay, order it on our website: Orderessay

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