Sonnet 54 Nipun Srivastava, Drama School Mumbai, India
Drama School Mumbai India Sonnet LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The cankerblooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer s breath their masked buds discloses: But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo d and unrespected fade, Die to themse
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