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William Shakespeare - Sonnet 115: "Those lines that I before have writ do lie,..."
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Those lines that I before have writ do lie,
Even those that said I could not love you dearer:
Yet then my judgment knew no reason why
My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer.
But reckoning Time, whose million`d accidents
Creep in `twixt vows, and change decrees of kings,
Tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharp`st intents,
Divert strong minds to the course of altering things;
Alas! why, fearing of Time`s tyranny,
Might I not then say, `Now I love you best,`
When I was certain o`er incertainty,
Crowning the present, doubting of the rest?
Love is a babe, then might I not say so,
To give full growth to that which still doth grow?
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