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Wm Shakespeare
And yet to times in hope
Time doth transfix
Like as the waves
Make towards the pebbled shore
The flourish set on youth
So do our minutes
Hasten to their end
My verse shall stand
And leaves the parallels
Each changing place with
That which goes before
In beauty's brow
In sequent toil
All forwards do contend
