Sonnet · Death & Loss
Sonnet 77: Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear
Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,
Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;
These vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,
And of this book, this learning mayst thou taste.
The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show
Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;
Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know
Time's thievish progress to eternity.
Look! what thy memory cannot contain,
Commit to these waste blanks, and thou shalt find
Those children nursed, deliver'd from thy brain,
To take a new acquaintance of thy mind.
These offices, so oft as thou wilt look,
Shall profit thee and much enrich thy book.
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Quick facts
- Poem
- Sonnet 77: Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear
- Poet
- William Shakespeare
- Length
- 14 lines
- Form
- Sonnet
- Themes
- Death & Loss, Nature, Childhood
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- Shape
- 14 lines · one 14-line stanza
- Line length
- Lines run 9-11 syllables (median 10), consistent with pentameter. No single length dominates, which is normal once elision and contraction are in play.
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- Author record
- William Shakespeare1564–1616
- Source record
- PoetryDBSonnet 77: Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear by william-shakespeare, PoetryDB transcription
- Display decision
- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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- SHA-256 3c17f381e869540e…
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- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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