And nothing gainst Times scythe can make defence
Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.
Note 1. When I do count the clock that tells the time. Sonnet xii., in Shake-speares Sonnettes, 1609. This sonnet seems to be a gathering into one of Sonnets v., vi., vii. [back]
Note 2. Lines 1, 2, like Sonnet vii., speak of the decay and loss of the brightness and beauty of the day; lines 38, like Sonnets v., vi., of the loss and beauties of the year. (Dowden.) [back]
Note 3. Violet past prime: Cf. Hamlet, act i. sc. 3: A violet in the youth of primy nature. [back]
Note 4. Line 8. Cf. A Midsummer Nights Dream, act ii. sc. 1: