Monday, May 21, 2001

Sonnet Lxxxi Comments

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Or I shall live your epitaph to make,
Or you survive when I in earth am rotten;
From hence your memory death cannot take,
Although in me each part will be forgotten.
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William Shakespeare
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Shreya Hacks 31 July 2020

Superb poem. You still shall live- such virtue hath my pen- Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths

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M Asim Nehal 04 January 2018

Superb Poem, He was indeed the master of this art,

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Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 

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* Sunprincess * 20 November 2013

and the loved one still lives through the virtue of his pen.... beautifully written

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