When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced <br /> The rich proud cost of outworn buried age; <br /> When sometime lofty towers I see down-razed <br /> And brass eternal slave to mortal rage; <br /> When I have seen the hungry ocean gain <br /> Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, <br /> And the firm soil win of the watery main, <br /> Increasing store with loss and loss with store; <br /> When I have seen such interchange of state, <br /> Or state itself confounded to decay; <br /> Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, <br /> That Time will come and take my love away. <br /> This thought is as a death, which cannot choose <br /> But weep to have that which it fears to lose.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-lxiv/
