Feb. 16th, 2003

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When forty winters shall beseige thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held:
Then being ask'd where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,
To say, within thine own deep-sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use,
If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count and make my old excuse,'
Proving his beauty by succession thine!
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
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I'm watching the new Music Man, which I'm really enjoying. I never did get around to seeing the original, so it's all new to me. I may see the original because of this.

And earlier today, I saw Chicago, which is enormous amounts of fun.
Buffy/Spike, drabble, sequel to 'Believe' )

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