Men of Harlech

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Many thanks to all my subscribers and followers. • A reading by Octavia Selena Alexandru. • Sonnet 17 • by William Shakespeare • Who will believe my verse in time to come, • If it were filled with your most high deserts? • Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb • Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. • If I could write the beauty of your eyes, • And in fresh numbers number all your graces, • The age to come would say 'This poet lies; • Such heavenly touches ne'er touched earthly faces.' • So should my papers, yellowed with their age, • Be scorned, like old men of less truth than tongue, • And your true rights be termed a poet's rage • And stretched metre of an antique song: • But were some child of yours alive that time, • You should live twice, in it, and in my rhyme. • *Instagram: • Personal Film Projects: / th3insan3ar. . • TV/Film/Stage Credits: / th3insanear. . • Video editing for young talents: / tialenses • *IMDb: • https://www.imdb.com/name/nm3238466/ • My special thanks go to: • The Acting/Dialect Coach, Mrs Julie Austin • The Photography Tutors, Roland Pokrywka and Aga King • https://www.dslrphotographycourses.com • / dslrphotogra. . • *Script supervisor: O. Alexandru • Mum Dad • Thanks for watching

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