Sonnet 34 Jukab Müller, The Academy of Performing Arts in Prague, Czech Republic

The Academy of Performing Arts in Prague Czech Republic Sonnet XXXIV Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o ertake me in my way, Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break, To dry the rain on my stormbeaten face, For no man well of such a salve can speak That heals the wound and cures not the disgrace: Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief; Though thou repent,