November 15, 2019

”Not mine own fears”

Fickle time is now
certain in uncertainties —
he can’t touch my verse. ¹

© rl busséll 2019 – All rights reserved

Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul — Sonnet CVII – William Shakespeare ↩

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