Sonnet CXXXVI (William Shakespeare Poems)
If thy soul cheque thee that I come so near, Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy 'Will,' ...
If thy soul cheque thee that I come so near, Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy 'Will,' ...
Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change? Why with the time ...
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in ...
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose, Doth spot the ...
Let me confess that we two must be twain, Although our undivided loves are one: So shall those blots that ...
Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, ...
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose, Doth spot the ...
Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle ...
What's in the brain that ink may character Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit? What's new to ...
In the old age black was not counted fair, Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name; But now ...
What's in the brain that ink may character Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit? What's new to ...
In the old age black was not counted fair, Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name; But now ...
If thy soul check thee that I come so near, Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy Will, ...
Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle ...
Let me confess that we two must be twain, Although our undivided loves are one; So shall those blots that ...
Why is my verse so barren of new pride? So far from variation or quick change? Why with the time ...
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in ...
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