The poem begins with the poet, William Shakespeare, telling his friend that the princes, kings and rich men get their statues erected so that people should remember them even after their death. But the name of the poet’s friend will shine more brightly in the contents of this poem than the stone monuments which are left uncared for, and fade away with the passage of time.
The poet has compared time to a slut in these lines because time, like a slut, is never faithful to anyone. It keeps on changing and is never the same for a person.
Poetic Devices :
Alliteration : Not marble, nor the gilded shall shine