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The Procreation Sonnets (1 - 17)

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From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die,
But as the riper should by time decease,
His tender heir might bear his memory:
But thou contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thy self thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel:

Thou that art now the world's fresh ornament,
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Shaun Cronick 28 March 2020

Stylish and naughty.

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Fantone Mdala 22 May 2019

Intricate use of words and style. Thanks for sharing..

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Sylvaonyema Uba 11 April 2018

Well punctuated in the English/Shakespearean rhyme scheme. SYLVA-ONYEMA UBA

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Sylvaonyema Uba 11 April 2018

Lovely sonnets by Shakespeare. Nicely written and well communicated. SYLVA-ONYEMA UBA

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Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 

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