![If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say ‘This poet lies - Such heavenly touches ne’er touched earthly faces.’ -from Shakespeare’s ‘Sonnet 17’ Day 140 (via [ steve ])](http://25.media.tumblr.com/xKKZXVGuS6a0hvg2xpD2DaX7_400.jpg)
If I could write the beauty of your eyes
And in fresh numbers number all your graces,
The age to come would say ‘This poet lies -
Such heavenly touches ne’er touched earthly faces.’
-from Shakespeare’s ‘Sonnet 17’
Day 140 (via [ steve ])
March72008