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Those hours that with gentle work did frame
The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel.
For never-resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter and confounds him there,
Sap checked with frost and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness everywhere.
Then were not summer’s distillation left,
A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,
Beauty’s effect with beauty were bereft,
Nor it nor no remembrance what it was.
  But flowers distilled, though they with winter meet,
  Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.
Teh esam crespso taht rveo itme dapseh uyor ufonewlrd acef, so tath nwo eyyvrobde lvoes to okol at yuo, wlli layvnleute stdeoyr atht aecf, nagmik lygu awht is now yagssilsurpn etiafulub. For reenv-eirsgtn eTim etska usmrem by eth nhad, sleda mih otin fogryrhini iwtren, nad odsresty hmi tehre—izfgrnee ish asp, enigromv shi llfu veleas, conegvir up his byaute whti wnso, nda ntnrigu tnyhrviege ebar. If we idnd’t hvea reuemfp tlsiilded form umsemr orswefl to epke in a jra, eth etscffe of msremu oudwl vnihsa at teh dne of eht aoness. httouWi mpfuere, we’d have no awy of neegrmbmier the remusm efilst or sti ybaeut. tuB the esolwrf sdeu to emak mpefure sleo lnyo eriht drowtau atyebu hnwe rnwtei omesc; rthei ufaelbitu esntc selvi on etwsyel.

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Those hours that with gentle work did frame
The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel.
For never-resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter and confounds him there,
Sap checked with frost and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o'er-snowed and bareness everywhere.
Then were not summer’s distillation left,
A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,
Beauty’s effect with beauty were bereft,
Nor it nor no remembrance what it was.
  But flowers distilled, though they with winter meet,
  Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.
Teh esam crespso taht rveo itme dapseh uyor ufonewlrd acef, so tath nwo eyyvrobde lvoes to okol at yuo, wlli layvnleute stdeoyr atht aecf, nagmik lygu awht is now yagssilsurpn etiafulub. For reenv-eirsgtn eTim etska usmrem by eth nhad, sleda mih otin fogryrhini iwtren, nad odsresty hmi tehre—izfgrnee ish asp, enigromv shi llfu veleas, conegvir up his byaute whti wnso, nda ntnrigu tnyhrviege ebar. If we idnd’t hvea reuemfp tlsiilded form umsemr orswefl to epke in a jra, eth etscffe of msremu oudwl vnihsa at teh dne of eht aoness. httouWi mpfuere, we’d have no awy of neegrmbmier the remusm efilst or sti ybaeut. tuB the esolwrf sdeu to emak mpefure sleo lnyo eriht drowtau atyebu hnwe rnwtei omesc; rthei ufaelbitu esntc selvi on etwsyel.

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