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...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. civ. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since...

...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride;...

...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forest shook three summers' pride...

...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. CIV. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were, when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride...

...Valombrosa. In one of his Sonnets he thus counts the year of human life by the succession of the seasons. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...turned In process of the seasons have I seen ; Three April's perfumes in three hot Junes burned Since first I saw you fresh which yet are green. Grainger,...

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...And more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. civ. To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you...summers' pride ; Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since...

...more, much more, than in my verse can sit, Your own glass shows you, when you look in it. To me, f,iir friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters' cold Have from the forests shook three summers'...