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- # Sonnet 13
## Overview
This document is section "13" of a larger work, identified as a sonnet. It was extracted from the file `pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt` on January 30, 2026.
## Context
This sonnet is part of the "SONNETS." chapter, which is itself contained within a larger poetry collection. The collection is titled "PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53". This section follows Sonnet 12 and precedes Sonnet 14.
## Contents
Sonnet 13 is a poem that addresses the transience of beauty and the importance of procreation. The speaker urges the beloved to consider that their beauty will fade and that the only way to preserve it is through their offspring. The poem uses metaphors of decay and husbandry to emphasize the need to "husband" one's beauty by passing it on to a child, thus ensuring its continuation beyond the individual's life. The sonnet concludes with a plea to avoid the waste of such beauty, drawing a parallel to the beloved's father.
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Q That you were your selfe, but loue you are
No longer yours, then you your selfe here liue,
Against this cumming end you should prepare,
And your sweet semblance to some other giue.
So should that beauty which you hold in lease
Find no determination, then you were
You selfe again after your selfes decease,
When your sweet issue your sweet forme should beare.
Who lets so faire a house fall to decay,
Which husbandry in honour might vphold,
Against the stormy gusts of winters day
And barren rage of deaths eternall cold?
O none but vnthrifts, deare my loue you know,
You had a Father, let your Son say so.
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