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Sweet Bird of Youth II

Sweet Bird of Youth II
Ethnic festival - June, 2010

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When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night,
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silvered o'er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves,
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer's green all girded up in sheaves
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard:
Then of thy beauty do I question make
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow,
And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence
Save breed to brave him, when he takes thee hence.

William Shakespeare - Sonnet 12

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 Rotraud_71
Rotraud_71
Very beautiful capture - thank you for the wonderful Sonnet!
13 years ago.
TigerHead club has replied to Rotraud_71
Thank you, Rotraud! I'm a great fan of Shakespeare's sonnets and have come to appreciate this one more and more.
13 years ago.

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