Sonnet 123

　　No，Time，thou shalt not boast that I do change：

　　Thy pyramids built up with newer might

　　To me are nothing novel，nothing strange；

　　They are but dressings of a former sight.

　　Our dates are brief，and therefore we admire

　　What thou dost foist upon us that is old；

　　And rather make them born to our desire

　　Than think that we before have heard them told.

　　Thy registers and thee I both defy，

　　Not wond'ring at the present no