No music , No Life

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Sonnet 1 by Brendan Shakespeare.

From ugliest creature and corpse we see day by day, 
That thereby ugliest creature might die, 
But as the corpse should by time decease, 
Creature tender heir might bear her corpse; 
But thou, contracted to thine corpse's eyes, 
Feed'st thy light's flame with corpse's body, 

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