Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Sonnet 66 - comment..

Each word here hearkens from the past
Each word here speaks
Of bitter winters blast

Of England
Elizabethan cloak

And yet
Of life, of death invited, e'en invoked
Where all of consequence
Time ordered
Now be broke
Save love alone for one
For whom these words he wrote..
Egal Bohen
Comment on Sonnet 66 by William Shakespeare

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