Love (William Shakespeare Poem)
Tell me where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. ...
Tell me where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. ...
Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes, That they behold, and see not what they see? They ...
When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, though I know she lies, That ...
FROM fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time ...
From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time ...
When forty winters shall beseige thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so ...
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so ...
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thyself thy beauty's legacy? Nature's bequest gives nothing but doth lend, And being ...
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thy self thy beauty's legacy? Nature's bequest gives nothing, but doth lend, And ...
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war How to divide the conquest of thy sight; Mine eye my ...
Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet, ...
Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'd Thy beauty's form in table of my heart; My body is ...
O, how thy worth with manners may I sing, When thou art all the better part of me? What can ...
Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,-- The wild waves whist-- Foot ...
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war How to divide the conquest of thy sight; Mine eye my ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
HARK! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On ...
FULL fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing ...
Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing ...
Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On ...
TELL me where is Fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply. ...
From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time ...
Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes That they behold and see not what they see? They ...
When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, though I know she lies, That ...
Who will believe my verse in time to come If it were filled with your most high deserts? Though yet ...
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery so ...
Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled Thy beauty's form in table of my heart; My body is ...
O, how thy worth with manners may I sing, When thou art all the better part of me? What can ...
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend Upon thy self thy beauty's legacy? Nature's bequest gives nothing, but doth lend, And ...
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