The poet admonishes the fair youth, telling him that, in dedicating himself to a single life he makes himself worthless, a nonentity, a nothingness.
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Sonnet 7: Lo! in the orient when the gracious light
By William Shakespeare Lo! in the orient when the gracious lightLifts up his burning head, each under eyeDoth homage to his new-appearing sight,Serving with looks …
Sonnet 5: Those Hours, That With Gentle Work Did Frame
By William Shakespeare Those hours, that with gentle work did frameThe lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,Will play the tyrants to the very sameAnd …