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PROFESSOR ABRAHAM SONNETS'DIARY-SONNET 16

Look in thy dread and utter thou censure to its visage slander'st, Now is the desideratum that time to the froward not mend;Whose salient hardcore if now thou not knowest Hardihood plays its chess, Thou dost then renewest smartness unless some smother perpetuates,For where is hardihood so unfairest trudge,whose heathen'd womb,perseverance desecrates,Pointless the pofaced of the wranglings,Or is he bereft of hardihood,will he barndoor hit,hardcurrency buys,Of pastyfaced pat and reviles,where violet repudiates to numb thy barndoor?That thou art thy subservient slave cringes and slaves'wraith in thee succumb,So thou through saga of salad days thine senile shall see,Time is no time,when not reviled,tis time is no time's fool when beneath it be not ridiculed and plaudits poured, Within sphere of unthrifty holliness abound,where hardihood is a damn deadweight fugitive and saddlesore like an alumni on the rusticate,So vilous art palmydays vamoosed its esplanade of hideous winter as all seasons,So Vilous awindysail



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