Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator | Summary of Sonnet 124 in the Table of Contents | Notes for Sonnet 124 |
1 If my dear love were but the child of state, 2 It might for Fortune's bastard be unfather'd, 3 As subject to Time's love, or to Time's hate, 4 Weeds among weeds, or flowers with flowers gather'd. 5 No, it was builded far from accident; 6 It suffers not in smiling pomp, nor falls 7 Under the blow of thralled discontent, 8 Whereto th' inviting time our fashion calls; 9 It fears not policy, that heretic, 10 Which works on leases of short-numb'red hours, 11 But all alone stands hugely politic, 12 That it nor grows with heat, nor drowns with show'rs. 13 To this I witness call the fools of Time, 14 Which die for goodness, who have liv'd for crime. |
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