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| SONNET 53 |
| What is your substance, whereof are you made, |
| That millions of strange shadows on you tend? |
| Since every one hath, every one, one shade, |
| And you, but one, can every shadow lend. |
| Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit |
| Is poorly imitated after you; |
| On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, |
| And you in Grecian tires are painted new: |
| Speak of the spring and foison of the year; |
| The one doth shadow of your beauty show, |
| The other as your bounty doth appear; |
| And you in every blessed shape we know. |
| In all external grace you have some part, |
| But you like none, none you, for constant heart. |
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