Shakespearean Daily Diss
Posted on | July 13, 2009
“That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect,
For slander’s mark was ever yet the fair;
The ornament of beauty is suspect,
A crow that flies in heaven’s sweetest air.
So thou be good, slander doth but approve
Thy worth the greater being wooed of time;
For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love,
And thou present’st a pure unstained prime…”
— Sonnet LXX
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