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For how thy memory has lingered on– In spite of cruelest winter’s drear and howl– By inner mirror seen; I’ve dwelled upon, I must confess, my treachery most foul. Did Shakespeare pen a series of passionate sonnets, unknown to modern scholarship, ardently praising a mysterious dark-haired... read more
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