Ungrateful he, who pluck’d thee from thy stalk,
Poor faded flow’ret! on his careless way.
Wonderful Shakespearian sonnet! I admire the description and the tone of regret/grief up to the turn, and then the recognition of treasures saved. Love the couplet fingers/lingers.Thank you for posting this! Hearing your voice read it and seeing the slides adds so much.
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