<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519332" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet I</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dost see how unregarded now<br> That piece of beauty passes?<br>There was a time when I did vow<br> To that alone;<br> But mark the fate of faces;<br>The red and white works now no more on me<br>Than if it could not charm, or I not see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet the face continues good,<br> And I have still desires,<br>Am still the selfsame flesh and blood,<br> As apt to melt<br> And suffer from those fires;<br>Oh some kind pow'r unriddle where it lies,<br>Whether my heart be faulty, or her eyes?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She ev'ry day her man does kill,<br> And I as often die;<br>Neither her power then, nor my will<br> Can question'd be.<br> What is the mystery?<br>Sure beauty's empires, like to greater states,<br>Have certain periods set, and hidden fates.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Suckling">John Suckling</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519332" data-title="Sonnet I de John Suckling" data-description="Dost see how unregarded now That piece of beauty passes? There was a time when I did vow To that alone; But mark the fate of faces; The red and white works now no more on me Than if it could not charm, or I not see. And yet the face continues ..."></div> </div> </div>

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