my dearest love...
you were yourself; but, love, you are
No longer yours than you yourself here live:
And your sweet semblance to some other give:
So should that beauty which you hold in lease
Find no determination; then you were
Yourself again, after yourself's decease,
When your sweet issue your sweet form should
bear.
Who lets so fair a house fall to decay,
Which husbandry in honour might uphold
Against the stormy gusts of winter's day
And barren rage of death's eternal cold?
none but unthrifts. Dear my love,
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حقوق الطبع والنشر محفوظة لللمهندس الزراعي ماجد بديع أبوموسي ومن يخالف ذلك
يتعرض للمسائلة القانونية والجنائية
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