O, Shakespeare

My intrest in Shakespear's abiliy to write about the truest of love

O, William my dearest,

Art thine gifted mind,

To thy heart thou gift the nearest,

I hark thy lover's tales,

 

Through thine romantic eyes,

If only to see what thou sees,

The truest love thou fain apprise,

Thou takes do appease,

 

Whence thy though flow

Wherefore thou choos’st love,

Thine gift thy do bestow,

Perhaps thine gift giv’st  to thy from above,

 

O, William whence thy love bleeds,

Thou gift fain proceeds.