| AS fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st | |
| In one of thine, from that which thou departest; | |
| And that fresh blood which youngly thou bestow’st | |
| Thou mayst call thine when thou from youth convertest. | |
| Herein lives wisdom, beauty, and increase; | 5 |
| Without this, folly, age and cold decay: | |
| If all were minded so, the times should cease | |
| And threescore year would make the world away. | |
| Let those whom Nature hath not made for store, | |
| Harsh, featureless, and rude, barrenly perish: | 10 |
| Look, whom she best endow’d she gave the more; | |
| Which bounteous gift thou shouldst in bounty cherish: | |
| She carv’d thee for her seal, and meant thereby | |
| Thou shouldst print more, not let that copy die. |