TO MY SISTER DOROTHY, A PASTE BROOCH
Reading edition
Time, cunning smith, hath set you in my heart Like stones in silver none may wrest apart; Not counterfeit as these our loves shall stay When sullen-footed Time hath paced away.
Reading edition
Time, cunning smith, hath set you in my heart Like stones in silver none may wrest apart; Not counterfeit as these our loves shall stay When sullen-footed Time hath paced away.