greykit.poetry — #corruption

• 1609 [william-shakespeare] Sonnet 94: They that have power to hurt and will do none
  Shakespeare’s Sonnets

  A cold, unsettling praise of those who can wound and don't — lords and owners of their faces, unmoved as stone — that turns on itself in the couplet: the summer's flower is sweet only until it festers, and lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

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