<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539182" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 2:</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, <br>And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, <br>Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, <br>Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held: <br>Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies, <br>Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, <br>To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes, <br>Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise. <br>How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, <br>If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine <br>Shall sum my count and make my old excuse,' <br>Proving his beauty by succession thine! <br>This were to be new made when thou art old, <br>And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.</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=539182" data-title="Sonnet 2: de William Shakespeare" data-description="When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held: Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasur..."></div> </div> </div>

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