“Assist me some extemporal god of rime, for I am sure I shall turn sonneter.
Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio.”
- Shakespeare’s Love’s Labour’s Lost (1.2.192-193)
Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio.”
- Shakespeare’s Love’s Labour’s Lost (1.2.192-193)