1593-1603 by Shakespeare 
Sonnet 68 

1	Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn,
2	When beauty lived and died as flowers do now,
3	Before these bastard signs of fair were borne
4	Or durst inhabit on a living brow#
5	Before the golden tresses of the dead,
6	The right of sepulchres, were shorn away
7	To live a second life on second head#
8	Ere beauty’s dead fleece made another gay.
9	In him those holy antique hours are seen
10	Without all ornament, itself and true,
11	Making no summer of another’s green,
12	Robbing no old to dress his beauty new#
13	And him as for a map doth nature store,
14	To show false art what beauty was of yore.