From fa fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel:
Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament,
And only herald to the gaudy spring,
Within thine own bud buriest thy content,
And tender churl mak'st waste in niggarding:
Pity the world, or else this glutton be,
To eat the world's due, by the grave and thee.
Devamı
Format |
:Kitap |
Barkod |
:9786257645201 |
Yayın Tarihi |
:2021-03-24 |
Yayın Dili |
:İngilizce |
Baskı Sayısı |
:1.Baskı |
Sayfa Sayısı |
:75 |
Kapak |
:Karton |
Kağıt |
:Kitap kağıdı |
Boyut |
:135 X 210 |