...said my muse to me, look in thy heart and write. From 'lovngn Tn*i"by SirPhi/ip Sidney (1554-1386) Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. From IXw as the Wavos'by William Shakespeare (1564- 1616) This is the month, and this...

...ending doom. So, till the judgment that yourself arise, You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes. Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore....my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand, t» 66 ,«t Tired with all these, for restful death I cry: As to behold desert a beggar...

...before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end. 30 Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. 60 When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced The rich proud cost of outworn buried...

...fight, And time that gave, now doth his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, 10 And delves the parallels in beauty's brow; Feeds on...hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth despite his cruel hand. 60 4 shodows-see37.IOand43.5. 8 tenure - the right of his jealousy to occupy the poet's...

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...you, / As he takes from you, I engraft you new" (14-15; emphasis added) and implies in many others: Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And...my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand. (60.9-14)2 Time, the poet says, is continually destroying and defacing. Time's hand...