Sonnet XLII (William Shakespeare Poems)
That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, And yet it may be said I loved her dearly; ...
That thou hast her, it is not all my grief, And yet it may be said I loved her dearly; ...
O NEVER say that I was false of heart, Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify! As easy might I ...
O, lest the world should task you to recite What merit lived in me, that you should love After my ...
Against that time, if ever that time come, When I shall see thee frown on my defects, When as thy ...
LET me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration ...
Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid, My verse alone had all thy gentle grace, But now my gracious ...
The other two, slight air and purging fire, Are both with thee, wherever I abide; The first my thought, the ...
O MISTRESS mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear! your true love 's coming, That can sing both ...
Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change? Why with the time ...
Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took, And each doth good turns now unto the other: When that ...
TAKE, O take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that ...
O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in ...
So is it not with me as with that Muse Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven ...
ON a day--alack the day!-- Love, whose month is ever May, Spied a blossom passing fair Playing in the wanton ...
I grant thou wert not married to my Muse And therefore mayst without attaint o'erlook The dedicated words which writers ...
My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; But ...
Let the bird of loudest lay, On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, To whose sound chaste ...
Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torments me with disdain, Have put on black ...
Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, And I will comment upon that offence; Speak of my lameness, ...
Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit, To thee I send this ...
Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
If my dear love were but the child of state, It might for Fortune's bastard be unfathered, As subject to ...
So is it not with me as with that muse, Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven ...
That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect, For slander's mark was ever yet the fair; The ornament of ...
The little Love-god lying once asleep Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, Whilst many nymphs that vow'd chaste life ...
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, ...
O, that you were your self! But, love, you are No longer yours than you yourself here live. Against this ...
As an unperfect actor on the stage Who with his fear is put beside his part, Or some fierce thing ...
O, lest the world should task you to recite What merit lived in me that you should love After my ...
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