Comparing three things to one,
All did frown.
Allotting a beffiting symbol,
It tends an egg-gy ball.
By heavens, lullaby its call.
With it in earth; peace did fall.
Its glowing qualities and its sorts,
Did to the fading sun is wroth.
Let Aristotle propound his law,
And the hen by intuity crow.
By the realm, let the hermit ascertain,
With the aid of spirit and flesh bargain.
By me, this viel'd is called love.
But on thy deck, what whot did you shove? .
C.2017
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By the realm, let the hermit ascertain, With the aid of spirit and flesh bargain. By me, this viel'd is called love. But on thy deck, what whot did you shove? . your style of writing is original. tony