More Shakespeare's Sonnets
By Fox-Trot-9

Sonnet 17: The Poet
(Inspiration 6)

How could I just forget so fair a face?
Or just forget so bright the brightest eyes?
I'll paint thy face that Time cannot erase
And show the world that not all beauty lies.
Although the world will think thee out of place
In this reality of sense, devising
Yet more examples that defame thy grace,
Such doubt in thee should not be too surprising.
Although the skeptic doubts thou didst exist,
Thou liv'st within the world of fancy's sense,
As beautiful as fancy dares to list
Of all the beauties past or present, since
       None ever found so rare a prize as thee:
       More honored I, for thou'st inspired me.

(To be continued...)

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