William Shakespeare(1564–1616)

Sonnet 76

Why is my verse so barren of new pride,adornment

So far from variation or quick change8

Why with the time do I not glance aside

To new-found methods, and to compounds9 strange

Why write I still all one, ever the same,

And keep invention in a noted 0 weed, 0familiar I clothing

That every word doth almost tell my name,

Showing their, birth, and where they did proceedthe words'

O know, sweet love, I always write of you,

And you and love are still my argument. 0theme

So all my best is dressing old words new,

Spending again what is already spent:

For as the sun is daily new and old,

So is my love still telling what is told.