letra de sonnet 3 - the marlowe society
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look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest
now is the time that face should form another;
whose fresh repair if now thou not renewest
thou dost beguile the world, unbless some mother
for where is she so fair whose unear’d womb
disdains the tillage of thy husbandry?
or who is he so fond will be the tomb
of his self-love, to stop posterity?
thou art thy mother’s glass, and she in thee
calls back the lovely april of her prime:
so thou through windows of thine age shall see
despite of wrinkles, this thy golden time
but if thou live, remember’d not to be
die single, and thine image dies with thee
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