Why do you try to live life all alone?
You've taken no wife and fathered no sons
Do you worry they'll miss you when you're gone?
But the world will cry for you when you're done!
The whole world will be left behind to mourn
Without some reminder of who you were
For at least a widow's child takes the form
of the late husband no longer with her.
Sure you may enjoy your life in this world
and make no impact on those in your life
but if none of your beauty is transferred
you will have destroyed a resource so rife
There truly is no love within your heart
if with this beauty you readily part
Original:
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
That thou consumest thyself in single life?
Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die,
The world will wail thee, like a makeless wife;
The world will be thy widow and still weep
That thou no form of thee hast left behind,
When every private widow well may keep
By children's eyes her husband's shape in mind.
Look what an unthrift in the world doth spend
Shifts but his place, for still the world enjoys it;
But beauty's waste hath in the world an end,
And kept unused, the user so destroys it.
No love toward others in that bosom sits
That on himself such murderous shame commits.
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