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						 			      	The Sonnet Project NYC - Play Sonnet 86						 			      	
							                
							                	Was it the proud full sail of his great verse,
Bound for the prize of all too precious you,
That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,
Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew?
Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write
Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead? http://sonnetprojectnyc.com/portfolio/play-sonnet-86/
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						 			      	Sonnet 86: Was It The Proud Full Sail Of His Great Verse						 			      	
							                
							                	Was it the proud full sail of his great verse,
Bound for the prize of all too precious you,
That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,
Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? https://www.nosweatshakespeare.com/sonnets/86/
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						 			      	Summary and Analysis Sonnet 86 - CliffsNotes						 			      	
							                
							                	Summary: Unlike the previous sonnets dealing with the rival poet, this last sonnet in the rival-poet sequence is written in the past tense and indicates that the rival is no longer a threat. https://www.cliffsnotes.com/literature/s/shakespeares-sonnets/summary-and-analysis/sonnet-86
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						 			      	Shakespeare Sonnet 86 - Was it the Proud Full Sail of His Great Verse						 			      	
							                
							                	Analysis of Shakespeare's sonnet 86 with critical notes. Part of the rival-poet series of sonnets. http://www.shakespeare-online.com/sonnets/86.html
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						 			      	No Fear Shakespeare: Sonnet 86 - SparkNotes						 			      	
							                
							                	Was it the proud full sail of his great verse,
Bound for the prize of all too precious you,
That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,
Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? http://nfs.sparknotes.com/sonnets/sonnet_86.html
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						 			      	Sonnet LXXXVI - Shakespeare's Sonnets						 			      	
							                
							                	Was it the proud full sail of his great verse,
Bound for the prize of all too precious you,
That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse,
Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? http://www.shakespeares-sonnets.com/sonnet/86
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						 			      	Sonnet 86 - Wikipedia						 			      	
							                
							                	Sonnet 86 is one of 154 sonnets written by the English playwright and poet William Shakespeare. It is the final poem of the Rival Poet subsection of the Fair Youth sonnets in which Shakespeare writes about an unnamed young man and a rival poet competing for the youth's attention. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonnet_86