the solitary ways (in which other things are referred to)

you will be at your best exhausted

(oh the wounded ache of thigh)

everything thins in this place hands

shake chattering key

in the iron plate

oh in myriad

the forking ways

of solitary

in hand raised

spilling solitary toast

you were going to make:

shall I compare thee

to a

to a summer's

there are so many ways

to fall

to fall in

some voice there softly why love:

who knows you better

ah spring with its tang of rain

the cruelest month it is

washed in the glaze of it the

nereid muddy chickens march

by neck-bobbing tread

so much depends, by the gods,

upon

bespotted things.