Love Bitten
Happy Valentine’s Day! Here’s a little Shakespeare set to music, a morsel from what remains one of my favorite musical projects from my past life. Sonnet 109
O! never say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seemed my flame to qualify.
As easy might I from myself depart
As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie:
That is my home of love; if I have ranged,
Like him that travels, I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring