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letra de sonnet 1 - arthur l. wood

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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 n-ggarding:
pity the world, or else this glutton be
to eat the world’s due, by the grave and thee

- arthur l wood

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