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-- Philip Weller, November 13, 1941 - February 1, 2021
Dr. Weller, an Eastern Washington University professor of English and Shakespearean scholar for more than 50 years.

Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator Summary of Sonnet 104 in the Table of Contents Notes for Sonnet 104

Shakespeare's Sonnet 104

  1    To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
  2    For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
  3    Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold
  4    Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
  5    Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd
  6    In process of the seasons have I seen,
  7    Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd,
  8    Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.
  9    Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial hand,
 10    Steal from his figure and no pace perceiv'd;
 11    So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand,
 12    Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceiv'd:
 13      For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred;
 14      Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead.

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