Monday, June 14, 2010

Of Sonnets,Life, Liberty,Pursuit of Hapiness,Dollars and Drop, What the Heck,Who Needs Love????

drawing by marguerita


Beloved, thou hast brought me
many flowers
Plucked in the garden. all the
summer through
And winter, and it seemed as if
they grew
In this close room, nor missed the
sun and showers,
So, in the like name of that love of
Take back these thoughts, which
here unfolded too,
And which on cold and warm days
I withdrew
From my heart's ground. Indeed,
those beds and bowers
Be overgrown with bitter weeds and
And wait thy weeding: yet here's
Here's ivy! _ take them, as I used to
Thy flowers, and keep them, where
they shall not pine;
Instruct thine eyes to keep their
colours true,
And tell thy soul, their roots are
left in mine.

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