Sonnet 19 - Shakespeare
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Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
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Sonnet 19 - Shakespeare

by JohnnyQuizzbot

Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,

And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;

Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,

And burn the long-lived phoenix in her blood;

Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleet'st,

And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,

To the wide world and all her fading sweets;

But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:

O! carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,

Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;

Him in thy course untainted do allow

For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.

Yet, do thy worst old Time: despite thy wrong,

My love shall in my verse ever live young.

+1 question. How is blood and brood rhymed or is it just a visual rhyme?

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