<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539143" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 126: O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power<br>Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour;<br>Who hast by waning grown, and therein show'st<br>Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self grow'st.<br>If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack,<br>As thou goest onwards, still will pluck thee back,<br>She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill<br>May Time disgrace, and wretched minutes kill.<br>Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure!<br>She may detain, but not still keep her treasure.<br> Her audit, though delayed, answered must be,<br> And her quietus is to render thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Shakespeare">William Shakespeare</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=539143" data-title="Sonnet 126: O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power de William Shakespeare" data-description="O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour; Who hast by waning grown, and therein show'st Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self grow'st. If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack, As thou goest onwards, ..."></div> </div> </div>

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