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Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Sonnet 42


Here, sweete Goundlynges, thou mayest read mine sonnet 42, wherein I do mourn the pain of the scorned lover whose love and friend both hath betrayed him.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Need an insult? Will's got you covered!


When reason fails, mine Groundlynges, betimes a man might consider the "layinge of the handes."

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Will's sonnet 41


Groundynges, hastow ever seen thy love challeng'd by a friend rather than foe? O, how such treacherie doth wound the verie soul of man!