Shakespeare's twenty-ninth sonnet is one of my favorites, and I shared it in August 2015 and September 2011. It's comforting to know that even Shakespeare felt insecure sometimes, and abandoned, and jealous of other artists (hard to imagine). And it's made all better, so beautifully, by the final couplet:
For thy sweet love rememb'red such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with Kings.
Today's line for the Progressive Poem is here.
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