>>507647071 (OP)from 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
feedst 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 orrnament
and only herald to the gawdy spring
within thine own bud buriest thy content
and tender churl makest waste in niggarding
pity the world or else this glutton be
to eat the world's due by the grave and thee