Sonnet 70
Devouring Time
- 1 That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect,
- 2 For slander's mark was ever yet the fair;
- 3 The ornament of beauty is suspect,
- 4 A crow that flies in heaven's sweetest air.
- 5 So thou be good, slander doth but approve
- 6 Thy worth the greater being woo'd of time;
- 7 For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love,
- 8 And thou present'st a pure unstained prime.
- 9 Thou hast passed by the ambush of young days
- 10 Either not assail'd, or victor being charg'd;
- 11 Yet this thy praise cannot be so thy praise,
- 12 To tie up envy, evermore enlarg'd,
- 13 If some suspect of ill mask'd not thy show,
- 14 Then thou alone kingdoms of hearts shouldst owe.