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To me fair friend | you nev|er can | be old,
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For as | you were | when first | your eye | I^eyed,
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Such^seems | your beaut|y still.| Three*
wint|ers cold,
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Have from | the for|ests^shook | three*
sum|mers' pride,
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Three* beaut|eous springs | to yel|low aut|umn
turned,
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In pro|cess of | the seas|ons have | I seen,
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Three^Ap|ril perfumes | in three | hot Junes burned,
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Since^first | I saw | you fresh, | which^yet |
are green.
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Ah yet | doth beaut|y like | a di|al-hand,
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Steal from | his fig|ure, and | no pace | perceived;
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So your sweet hue,| which methinks | still
doth stand,
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Hath mo|tion, and | mine^eye | may be | deceived:
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For fear of | which, hear this | thou^age |
unbred:
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Ere you | were born | was beaut|y's sum|mer dead.