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Was ever Verse more Worldly blessed,
The course of the Pen more finely set,
For Time it's role has declared to attest,
That to no greater Poet we are in debt.
And what Majestic lines were to be held so dear,
To hold and bring life to a hollow Soul,
With a fiery Heart of Blood sincere ,
His Verse of perfection thereby unfold.
All flattering breath to the 'Fair Youth' laid,
For his Values are like the Summer's day born,
A 'Dark Lady's ' aspect a Bad Angel once made,
Her Black Raven eyes that forever do mourn.
So to the Soul of his age we lay our highest regards,
England's own Jewelled son,
Our most loved Eminent Bard.
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Author:
Kevin Hulme (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 29th, 2025 19:15
- Comment from author about the poem: During the dreaded 'Lock Down ' I read all Shakespeare's Sonnets. So this is an Old Poem.
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Comments1
Master of sonnets a great tribute
Thank you .
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