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Continue to ChatTo me, fair friend, you never can be old, for as you were when first your eye i eyed,such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold have from the forests shook three summers' pride,three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd in process of the seasons have i seen, three april perfumes in three hot junes burn'd,since first i saw you fresh, which yet are green. - https://www.relicsworld.com/william-shakespeare/to-me-fair-friend-you-never-can-be-old-for-as-you-author-william-shakespeare