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Sonnet Xliv

Rating: 4.1
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,
Injurious distance should not stop my way;
For then despite of space I would be brought,
From limits far remote where thou dost stay.
No matter then although my foot did stand
Upon the farthest earth removed from thee;
For nimble thought can jump both sea and land
As soon as think the place where he would be.
But ah! thought kills me that I am not thought,
To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone,
But that so much of earth and water wrought
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Mizzy ........ 31 August 2016
Brilliant....from The Bard.
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Brian Jani 26 April 2014
Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 
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