Sonnet XXXVIII (William Shakespeare Poems)
How can my Muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse Thine own sweet ...
How can my Muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse Thine own sweet ...
How can my muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour'st into my verse Thine own sweet ...
WHEN to the Sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
Let the bird of loudest lay, On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, To whose sound chaste ...
O, call not me to justify the wrong That thy unkindness lays upon my heart; Wound me not with thine ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my ...
Against my love shall be, as I am now, With Time's injurious hand crush'd and o'er-worn; When hours have drain'd ...
Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste; The vacant leaves thy ...
Lo! in the orient when the gracious light Lifts up his burning head, each under eye Doth homage to his ...
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war How to divide the conquest of thy sight; Mine eye my ...
When I consider every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment, That this huge stage presenteth nought ...
When I consider everything that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment, That this huge stage presenteth nought but ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds and eclipses ...
Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay, Forgot upon your dearest love ...
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind; And that which governs me to go about Doth part ...
No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change. Thy pyramids built up with newer might To me are ...
O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight! Or, if they ...
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note; But 'tis ...
Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay, Forgot upon your dearest love ...
O me! what eyes hath love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight! Or, if they ...
That you were once unkind befriends me now, And for that sorrow which I then did feel Needs must I ...
When I consider every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment. That this huge stage presenteth nought ...
No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change: Thy pyramids built up with newer might To me are ...
O, from what power hast thou this powerful might With insufficiency my heart to sway? To make me give the ...
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of ...
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done. Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Clouds and eclipses ...
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