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 niggarding: Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.

Media	Bøker Pocketbok (Bok med mykt omslag og limt rygg)
Utgitt	12. november 2005
ISBN13	9781421813387
Utgivere	1st World Publishing
Antall sider	108
Mål	140 × 216 × 7 mm · 145 g
Språk	Engelsk
Medvirkende	1stworld Library
Medvirkende	Library 1stworld Library

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