From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory: But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel: Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament, And only herald to the gaudy spring, Within thine own bud buriest thy content, And tender churl mak'st waste in niggarding: Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.

Media	Books Hardcover Book (Book with hard spine and cover)
Released	November 12, 2005
ISBN13	9781421813004
Publishers	1st World Publishing
Pages	108
Dimensions	140 × 216 × 10 mm · 272 g
Language	English
Contributor	1stworld Library
Contributor	Library 1stworld Library

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