Episode 27: You're Groovy - Reproduce Already!
Thank goodness 40 isn't what it used to be - OLD! Sheesh! As if pressure from family isn't enough, Shakespeare is hounding us in SONNET 2 from over 400 years in the past! But it's a sentimental encouragement and who doesn't appreciate those?
1609 QUARTO ACTING CLUES VERSION
When fortie Winters shall besiege thy brow, When forty Winters / shall besiege thy brow,
And digge deep trenches in thy beauties field, And / dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youthes proud livery so gaz'd on now, Thy / youth's proud livery so gaz'd on / now,
Wil be a totter'd weed of smal worth held: Will be a totter'd weed of small worth held:
Then being askt, where all thy beauty lies, Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty daies; Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;
To say within thine owne deepe sunken eyes, To say within thine own deep sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftlesse praise. Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserv'd thy beauties use, How much more praise deserv'd thy beauty's use,
If thou couldst answere this faire child of mine If thou couldst answer "this fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse Shall sum / my count, and make my old excuse,"
Prooving his beautie by succession thine. Proving his beauty by succession thine.
This were to be new made when thou art ould, This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warme when thou feel'st it could. And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.

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