New sonnets from Shakespeare.
One every five minutes.

O! lest the world should task you to recite
Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
They know what beauty is, see where it lies,
These present-absent with swift motion slide.
Return forgetful Muse, and straight redeem,
Advantage on the kingdom of the shore,
And seal'd false bonds of love as oft as mine,
To linger out a purpos'd overthrow.
So is the time that keeps you as my chest,
Mine eyes have drawn thy shape, and thine for me
Within thine own bud buriest thy content,
Doing thee vantage, double-vantage me.
   To leave poor me thou hast the strength of laws,
   And they shall live, and he in them still green.

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