Sonnet II

After forty winters delight your eyebrows,
And dig deep trenches in the beauty of this area,
Proud logo are young now considered
Will weed totter’d despise hereby:
He asked where all you need is a beauty,
Because all your treasures lusty days;
To say, within its own deep sunken eyes,
They were all her shame and extravagant praise.
How much acclaim deserv’d use your beauty;
If this power could answer “my fair child
Calculated my estimation, and make my old excuse ”
This is evidenced by her beauty in a row you!
This was intended as a new task if you are old,
And you see blood feel’st a warm winter.

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