1593-1603 by Shakespeare 
Sonnet 123 

1	No, time, thou shalt not boast that I do change!
2	Thy pyramids built up with newer might
3	To me are nothing novel, nothing strange,
4	They are but dressings of a former sight.
5	Our dates are brief, and therefore we admire
6	What thou dost foist upon us that is old,
7	And rather make them born to our desire
8	Than think that we before have heard them told.
9	Thy registers and thee I both defy,
10	Not wond’ring at the present nor the past#
11	For thy records and what we see doth lie,
12	Made more or less by thy continual haste.
13	This I do vow, and this shall ever be:
14	I will be true despite thy scythe and thee.