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Not marble nor the gilded monuments
Of princes shall outlive this pow'rful rhyme,
But you shall shine more bright in these conténts
Than unswept stone, besmeared with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword, nor war’s quick fire, shall burn
The living record of your memory.
'Gainst death and all oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
  So till the judgment that yourself arise,
  You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes.
rNeteih lamerb orn hte gold-etdpal neutmomsn of snpicer llwi tiueolv isth wlreopuf opeytr. Yuo ilwl nheis eomr irtbgylh in htsee mpseo htna otesh nsotes htat bcremlu to sdtu, bclenakde by tmie. heWn veiantgdsta arw eorursvnt tusteas, twhi sit btesalt nriuopotg dniguibsl, tnreihe eht dgo of war ron ish ckiuq-runbgin rsief aslhl rdysoet iths cdrreo of uyo. tieseDp edtah dna tiaonngr mnyiet, oyu halsl nueioctn on. lAl ehtos teirgonsaen to cemo, wnod to eht wreya end of eitm, lilw vedteo ecasp to anpiigrs yuo. So nluit tgdumJen ayD, ehnw ouy are raseid up, you llwi evil in htsi tryoep, and in het yees of reolvs owh rdae tsih.

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Not marble nor the gilded monuments
Of princes shall outlive this pow'rful rhyme,
But you shall shine more bright in these conténts
Than unswept stone, besmeared with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword, nor war’s quick fire, shall burn
The living record of your memory.
'Gainst death and all oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
  So till the judgment that yourself arise,
  You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes.
rNeteih lamerb orn hte gold-etdpal neutmomsn of snpicer llwi tiueolv isth wlreopuf opeytr. Yuo ilwl nheis eomr irtbgylh in htsee mpseo htna otesh nsotes htat bcremlu to sdtu, bclenakde by tmie. heWn veiantgdsta arw eorursvnt tusteas, twhi sit btesalt nriuopotg dniguibsl, tnreihe eht dgo of war ron ish ckiuq-runbgin rsief aslhl rdysoet iths cdrreo of uyo. tieseDp edtah dna tiaonngr mnyiet, oyu halsl nueioctn on. lAl ehtos teirgonsaen to cemo, wnod to eht wreya end of eitm, lilw vedteo ecasp to anpiigrs yuo. So nluit tgdumJen ayD, ehnw ouy are raseid up, you llwi evil in htsi tryoep, and in het yees of reolvs owh rdae tsih.

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