Just when I thought...

From fairest creatures we desire increase, that thereby beauty's rose might never die

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Holy cannoli!

But as the riper should by time decease, his tender heir might bear his memory

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No time to waste

Within thine own bud buriest thy content and, tender churl, makest waste in niggarding

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Supercool!

Making a famine where abundance lies, thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel

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Did you know that...

Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament and only herald to the gaudy spring

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