Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator | Summary of Sonnet 115 in the Table of Contents | Notes for Sonnet 115 |
1 Those lines that I before have writ do lie, 2 Even those that said I could not love you dearer, 3 Yet then my judgment knew no reason why 4 My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer. 5 But reckoning Time, whose million'd accidents 6 Creep in 'twixt vows, and change decrees of kings, 7 Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp'st intents, 8 Divert strong minds to th' course of alt'ring things: 9 Alas, why, fearing of Time's tyranny, 10 Might I not then say, "Now I love you best," 11 When I was certain o'er incertainty, 12 Crowning the present, doubting of the rest? 13 Love is a babe; then might I not say so, 14 To give full growth to that which still doth grow?
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