letra de sonnet 77 - the marlowe society
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thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear
thy dial how thy precious minutes waste
the vacant leaves thy mind’s imprint will bear
and of this book, this learning mayst thou taste:
the wrinkles which thy glass will truly show
of mouthed graves will give thee memory;
thou by thy dial’s shady stealth mayst know
time’s thievish progress to eternity;
look, what thy memory cannot contain
commit to these waste blanks, and thou shalt find
those children nursed, delivered from thy brain
to take a new acquaintance of thy mind
these offices, so oft as thou wilt look
shall profit thee, and much enrich thy book
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