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2024-10-26 06:40:08
2024-10-26 06:40:08
Sonnet 024 - XXIV
Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath steel'd,
Thy beauty's form in table of my heart;
My body is the frame wherein 'tis held,
And perspective it is best painter's art.
For through the painter must you see his skill,
To find where your true image pictur'd lies,
Which in my bosom's shop is hanging still,
That hath his windows glazed with thine eyes.
Now see what good turns eyes for eyes hav…
Watching the 2018 sequel to #Halloween last night wasn’t too terrifying.
However. It did set me up for having a small heart attack when I spotted this over my shoulder hanging in the bathroom.