Sonnet no 12: By William Shakespeare Read by: Bertram Selwyn (Bernard Shakespeare) “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 silver’d o’er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves 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 …
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by ConvincedMuslima, on April 14 2009 @ 6:23 am
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