Текст песни Coil - Vi. Sun Ascension B(sonnet Cxxvi), слова песни Coil

Текст песни Coil - Vi. Sun Ascension B(sonnet Cxxvi)

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O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy powerDost hold Time`s fickle glass, his sickle, hour;Who hast by waning grown, and therein show`stThy lovers withering as thy sweet self grow`st;If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack,As thou goest onwards, still will pluck thee back,She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skillMay time disgrace and wretched minutes kill.Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure!She may detain, but not still keep, her treasure: Her audit, though delay`d, answer`d must be, And her quietus is to render thee.

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Vi. Sun Ascension B(sonnet Cxxvi)

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