Sonnet LII (William Shakespeare Poems)
So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he ...
So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he ...
That god forbid that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure, Or at ...
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground; And for ...
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their bodies' force, Some in ...
How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I ...
How careful was I, when I took my way, Each trifle under truest bars to thrust, That to my use ...
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but ...
HOW like a Winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I ...
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but ...
How careful was I, when I took my way, Each trifle under truest bars to thrust, That to my use ...
So am I as the rich whose blessèd key Can bring him to his sweet up-lockèd treasure, The which he ...
That god forbid, that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure, Or at ...
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-seasoned showers are to the ground; And for ...
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their body's force, Some in ...
How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I ...
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass, his sickle, hour; Who hast by ...
O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour; Who hast by ...
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