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    "text": "When I do count the clock that tells the time,",
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   {
    "text": "And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;",
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   {
    "text": "When I behold the violet past prime,",
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   {
    "text": "And sable curls all silver’d o’er with white;",
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    "text": "When lofty trees I see barren of leaves",
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    "text": "Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,",
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    "text": "And summer’s green all girded up in sheaves",
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    "text": "Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,",
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    "text": "Then of thy beauty do I question make,",
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    "text": "That thou among the wastes of time must go,",
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    "text": "Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake",
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   {
    "text": "And die as fast as they see others grow;",
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   {
    "text": "And nothing ’gainst Time’s scythe can make defence",
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    "text": "Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.",
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