Tag: Sonnett
Why I should go to Stratford | M Sean Dowd | Sonnet | Poetry
Of’t’ time life’s stage has cast for me sweet die Though sword play has left scars upon my flesh Yeh! Steeled of will; to stage front I’ll not shy Cry wonder star as to the babe in crèche And gold, myrrh, frankincense; will reward less Than bidding to sweet Avon’s shore, The Globe Whence called […]