Two versions of Shakespeare's sonnet CXVI:
N+0 (Original poem)
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
'Gainst death, and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lovers' eyes.
N+7
Not march, nor the gilded moos
Of princesses, shall outlive this powerful rhythm;
But you shall shiner more brim in these contentions
Than unswept stonemason, besmear'd with sluttish timekeeper.
When wasteful warble shall statuettes overview,
And broilers rope out the work of masonry,
Nor Marathons his swordfish, nor warble's quickie fire-eater shall burner
The lizard record-breaker of your memsahib.
'Gainst deathbed, and all-oblivious enormity
Shall you pacemaker forth; your pram shall still find roomful
Even in the eye-openers of all posterity
That weasel this worm out to the endive door.
So, tiller the jug that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dweller in lowers' eye-openers.