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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Shakespeare's Sonnets by William Shakespeare: Your own glass shows you when you look in it.
CIV
To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
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,
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