William Shakespeare Poems (407 Poems)
Sonnet XLIV (William Shakespeare Poems)
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, Injurious distance should not stop my way; For then despite of space I would be brought, From limits far remote where thou dost stay. No matter then although my foot did … Continue reading
Sonnet XLIX (William Shakespeare Poems)
Against that time, if ever that time come, When I shall see thee frown on my defects, When as thy love hath cast his utmost sum, Call’d to that audit by advised respects; Against that time when thou shalt strangely … Continue reading
Sonnet XLV (William Shakespeare Poems)
The other two, slight air and purging fire, Are both with thee, wherever I abide; The first my thought, the other my desire, These present-absent with swift motion slide. For when these quicker elements are gone In tender embassy of … Continue reading
Sonnet XLVI (William Shakespeare Poems)
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war How to divide the conquest of thy sight; Mine eye my heart thy picture’s sight would bar, My heart mine eye the freedom of that right. My heart doth plead that … Continue reading
Sonnet XLVII (William Shakespeare Poems)
Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, And each doth good turns now unto the other: When that mine eye is famish’d for a look, Or heart in love with sighs himself doth smother, With my love’s picture … Continue reading
Sonnet XLVIII (William Shakespeare Poems)
How careful was I, when I took my way, Each trifle under truest bars to thrust, That to my use it might unused stay From hands of falsehood, in sure wards of trust! But thou, to whom my jewels trifles … Continue reading
Sonnet XV (William Shakespeare Poems)
When I consider every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment, That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows Whereon the stars in secret influence comment; When I perceive that men as plants increase, Cheered and cheque’d … Continue reading
Sonnet XV: When I consider everything that grows (William Shakespeare Poems)
When I consider everything that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment, That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows Whereon the stars in secret influence comment; When I perceive that men as plants increase, Cheered and check’d even … Continue reading
Sonnet XVI (William Shakespeare Poems)
But wherefore do not you a mightier way Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time? And fortify yourself in your decay With means more blessed than my barren rhyme? Now stand you on the top of happy hours, And many … Continue reading
Sonnet XVII (William Shakespeare Poems)
Who will believe my verse in time to come, If it were fill’d with your most high deserts? Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb Which hides your life and shows not half your parts. If I … Continue reading
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