Xi Montecutelyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Xi. Montecute (civ) lyrics To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn d In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn d, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure and no pace perceived; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion and mine eye may be deceived:      For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred;      Ere you were born was beauty s summer dead. song lyrics