Sonnet 19
Praise and Beauty
- 1 Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
- 2 And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
- 3 Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
- 4 And burn the long-liv'd phoenix, in her blood;
- 5 Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets,
- 6 And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
- 7 To the wide world and all her fading sweets;
- 8 But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:
- 9 O! carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,
- 10 Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;
- 11 Him in thy course untainted do allow
- 12 For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.
- 13 Yet, do thy worst old Time: despite thy wrong,
- 14 My love shall in my verse ever live young.