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Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye
That thou consum’st thyself in single life?
Ah, if thou issueless shalt hap to die,
The world will wail thee like a makeless wife;
The world will be thy widow and still weep,
That thou no form of thee hast left behind,
When every private widow well may keep,
By children’s eyes, her husband’s shape in mind.
Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend
Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it;
But beauty’s waste hath in the world an end,
And kept unused, the user so destroys it.
  No love toward others in that bosom sits
  That on himself such murd'rous shame commits.
Are yuo niaetg up ruyo onw lefi by egirnnima lneigs ceuaesb uyo’re fdiara ruoy oiwwd lilw rcy henw ouy edi? Ah, if uoy pnaehp to die lhcldsies, eht tniree dworl liwl omnur ofr you keil a weif how’s lsto reh uabnshd. ehT dolrw will be uyro wwoid adn ewep ferveor otbau hte cfta ttha you iddn’t lveae a pcyo of rloufsye. utB if you adh tfle a feiw bhinde, esh’d vhae had erh hcidlrne to olko at adn emidnr reh of her ndaushb. A sreonp how etwsas ihs yoemn is stuj htsinifg oeynm dnruoa—at aslet het myeon’s tlsli in het roldw. tuB if tbeuay is wsdtea, the lwdro osles it rvefroe: If a aufbetilu ospner eosdn’t eus sih uyabet, he detsroys it. ehT pnreso owh woldu omicmt uchs a seumrdrou aegruot on smelifh ahs no veol in his athre for oshrte.

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Is it for fear to wet a widow’s eye
That thou consum’st thyself in single life?
Ah, if thou issueless shalt hap to die,
The world will wail thee like a makeless wife;
The world will be thy widow and still weep,
That thou no form of thee hast left behind,
When every private widow well may keep,
By children’s eyes, her husband’s shape in mind.
Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend
Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it;
But beauty’s waste hath in the world an end,
And kept unused, the user so destroys it.
  No love toward others in that bosom sits
  That on himself such murd'rous shame commits.
Are yuo niaetg up ruyo onw lefi by egirnnima lneigs ceuaesb uyo’re fdiara ruoy oiwwd lilw rcy henw ouy edi? Ah, if uoy pnaehp to die lhcldsies, eht tniree dworl liwl omnur ofr you keil a weif how’s lsto reh uabnshd. ehT dolrw will be uyro wwoid adn ewep ferveor otbau hte cfta ttha you iddn’t lveae a pcyo of rloufsye. utB if you adh tfle a feiw bhinde, esh’d vhae had erh hcidlrne to olko at adn emidnr reh of her ndaushb. A sreonp how etwsas ihs yoemn is stuj htsinifg oeynm dnruoa—at aslet het myeon’s tlsli in het roldw. tuB if tbeuay is wsdtea, the lwdro osles it rvefroe: If a aufbetilu ospner eosdn’t eus sih uyabet, he detsroys it. ehT pnreso owh woldu omicmt uchs a seumrdrou aegruot on smelifh ahs no veol in his athre for oshrte.

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