Author: Julia (---.zone129.zaural.ru)
Date: 01-07-06 12:38
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II
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 asked, where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;
To say, within thine own deep sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserv\'d thy beauty\'s use,
If thou couldst answer \'This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,\'
Proving his beauty by succession thine!
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel\'st it cold.
--William Shakespeare
LIII
What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?
Since every one, hath every one, one shade,
And you but one, can every shadow lend.
Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit
Is poorly imitated after you;
On Helen\'s cheek all art of beauty set,
And you in Grecian tires are painted new:
Speak of the spring, and foison of the year,
The one doth shadow of your beauty show,
The other as your bounty doth appear;
And you in every blessed shape we know.
In all external grace you have some part,
But you like none, none you, for constant heart.
--William Shakespeare
We should measure welfare\'s success by how many people leave welfare, not
by how many are added.
Ronald Reagan
There is not a more repulsive spectacle than on old man who will not forsake the world, which has already forsaken him.
T. S. Eliot