Sometimes too:) hot the eye of heaven shines
And often is his gold comple:)xion dimmed ;
And♥ every fair from fair sometimes declines
By chance or nature's chan♥ging course untrimmed.
But thy eternal♥ summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall death brag thou:) wanderest♥ in his shade
when in eternal lines to time thou growest.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this. and this gives