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Sonnets Xvii

Rating: 3.5
O NEVER say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify!
As easy might I from myself depart,
As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie:
That is my home of love; if I have ranged,
Like him that travels I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe, though in my nature reign'd
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so prepost'rously be stain'd,
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Shaun Cronick 28 March 2020
Another superbly written powerful prose.
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Brian Jani 26 April 2014
Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 
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