Sonnet 136

Shakespeare Sundays with Chop Bard by Ehren Ziegler

Feb 6, 202212:20Arts

If thy soul check thee that I come so near, Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy Will, And will, thy soul knows, is admitted there; Thus far for love my love-suit, sweet, fulfill. Will will fulfill the treasure of thy...

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