The crown jewel of poems is sonnet -
The beauty of the English poetry;
It shines far more brighter than an armlet
On representative of Royalty.
It is as bright as any of the stars;
Or nice roses in the garden of Eden;
And heavier than diamonds of old tsars;
Any ancient treasury forbidden.
The sonnet flies as a bird of wisdom,
Surprising people all over the world;
It crosses oceans giving word freedom,
To poets and poems deeply whirled.
Yet, by heaven, I think it is as rare
As any it belied with false compare.
Sonnet
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