- Well, she hath one o’ my sonnets already; the clown bore it, the fool sent it, and the lady hath it: sweet clown, sweeter fool, sweetest lady!
- You chide at him, offending twice as much: You do not love Maria; Longaville Did never sonnet for her sake compile; Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart His loving bosom, to keep down his heart.
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- I like the sonnet that begins, "Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?"
- Our next workshop, no one understood what my sublimated love sonnet was all about, but Rudy’s brought down the house.
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