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Sonnet 55

           ,        ,         ,       ,     ,
      Not mar|ble, nor | the gil|ded mon|ument
           ,         ,          ,           x         ,
      Of prin|ces, shall | outlive | this power|ful rhyme;
           ,            ,              ,          ,          ,
      But you | shall shine | more* bright | in these | contents
        .   T  T     T           ,            ,         ,
      Than^unswept stone,| besmeared | with slut|tish time.
             ,        ,           ,       ,      ,
      When waste|ful war | shall sta|tues o|verturn,
             ,           ,          ,        ,     ,
      And broils | root^out | the work | of ma|sonry,
             ,          ,            ,             ,            ,
      Nor* Mars | his sword,| nor* war's | quick^fire | shall burn
           ,       ,       ,         ,    ,
      The li|ving re|cord of | your me|mory.
               ,          ,       ,   2    ,    ,
      Gainst^death,| and all | obli|vious en|mity
           2      ,      ,              ,             T     T    T
      Shall you pace | forth, your | praise shall*| still find room
      ,   2           ,        ,        ,    ,
      Even in | the eyes | of all | poster|ity
             ,           ,      ,            ,        ,
      That wear | this world | out to | the end|ing doom.
           ,          ,         ,          ,       ,
      So till | the judg|ment that | yourself | arise,
            ,         ,          ,         ,         ,
      You live | in this,| and dwell | in lo|vers' eyes.

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