What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?


Sonnet 53


What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend?

What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend?

What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend?

What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend?