Sonnet 100. Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long

Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long

To speak of that which gives thee all thy might?

Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song

Darkening thy power to lend base subjects light?

Return forgetful Muse, and straight redeem

In gentle numbers time so idly spent

Sing to the ear that doth thy lays esteem

And gives thy pen both skill and argument.