Answer:
my child is yet a stranger in the world; she hath not seen the change of fourteen years, let two more summers wither in their pride, ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.
Explanation:
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Your cloak is new; even your skin! Idk if that’s right I did this a while ago I don’t remember but there’s my try.