letra de sonnet 4 - the marlowe society
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unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend
upon thyself thy beauty’s legacy?
nature’s bequest gives nothing, but doth lend
and being frank, she lends to those are free
then, beauteous n-ggard, why dost thou abuse
the bounteous largess given thee to give?
profitless usurer, why dost thou use
so great a sum of sums, yet canst not live?
for having traffic with thyself alone
thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive
then how, when nature calls thee to be gone
what acceptable audit canst thou leave?
thy unus’d beauty must be tomb’d with thee
which, used, lives th’ executor to be
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