May 25th's poem

"Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing," — William Shakespeare, "Sonnet 87: Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing"

"FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded" — William Shakespeare, "A Lover's Complaint"

"Blow, blow, thou winter wind" — William Shakespeare, "Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind"

"Orpheus with his lute made trees," — William Shakespeare, "Orpheus with his Lute Made Trees"

"Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long," — William Shakespeare, "Sonnet 100: Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long"

Shares love, beauty, hope

Shares love, beauty, hope