Sonnet XX (William Shakespeare Poems)
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but ...
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but ...
Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but ...
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