THE COSMO MAGAZINENovember 13, 2026
Art & Literature · Poetry

SONNET 34

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By: William Shakespeare

Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day,
And make me travel forth without my cloak,
To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way,
Hiding thy bravery in their rotten smoke?

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