William Shakespeare: Scorn not the Sonnet. Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his hea

Scorn not the Sonnet. Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; wi — William Shakespeare

Scorn not the Sonnet. Critic, you have frowned, Mindless of its just honours; with this key Shakespeare unlocked his heart.

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