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Sonnets Deny yourself, deny it all, and still
you find a sharper image in its place,
composed of fiercer, bolder, stronger will
than aught else hiding underneath this face.
Interrogate your heartstrings, beg their leave
to disentangle, complement, arrive
at simpler complex, and the weave
is wound about, beholds you work and strive.
Such actions wound and suture, cauterize,
must needs make weak and strengthen in a stroke;
such cauterizing devastates the eyes
with images destroyed when they awoke.
In times these days may bring great works and days,
but only if the present, lasting, pays.
