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      A Midsummer Night’s DreamA Midsummer Night’s Dream
      Shakespeare’s SonnetsShakespeare’s Sonnets


      [1] From fairest creatures we desire increase,

      [2] That thereby beauty’s rose might never die,

      [3] But, as the riper should by time decease,

      [4] His tender heir might bear his memory.

      [5] But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,

      [6] Feed’st thy light’s flame with self-substantial fuel,

      [7] Making a famine where abundance lies,

      [8] Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.

      [9] Thou that art now the world’s fresh ornament

      [10] And only herald to the gaudy spring

      [11] Within thine own bud buriest thy content

      [12] And, tender churl, mak’st waste in niggarding.

      [13] Pity the world, or else this glutton be—

      [14] To eat the world’s due, by the grave and thee.