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Samuel Daniel - Sonnet XLII: When Winter Snows
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When Winter snows upon thy golden hairs, 
And frost of age hath nipt thy flowers near, 
When dark shall seem thy day that never clears, 
And all lies wither`d that was held so dear, 
Then take this picture which I here present thee, 
Limn`d with a pencil not all unworthy: 
Here see the gifts that God and Nature lent thee; 
Here read thy self, and what I suffer`d for thee. 
This may remain thy lasting monument, 
Which happily posterity may cherish; 
These colors with thy fading are not spent; 
These may remain, when thou and I shall perish. 
If they remain, then thou shalt live thereby; 
They will remain, and so thou canst not die.
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