Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced (William Shakespeare Poems)
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers ...
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers ...
Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own ...
Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend; All ...
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind, And that which governs me to go about Doth part ...
No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to ...
Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you, Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery? Or whether shall I ...
Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste; These vacant leaves thy ...
Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay, Forgot upon your dearest love ...
My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still, While comments of your praise, richly compiled, Reserve their character with golden ...
'Tis better to be vile than vile esteemed When not to be receives reproach of being, And the just pleasure ...
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye, That thou consum'st thy self in single life? Ah, if thou ...
Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not, When I against my self with thee partake? Do I not ...
But do thy worst to steal thy self away, For term of life thou art assurèd mine, And life no ...
O, from what power hast thou this powerful might With insufficiency my heart to sway? To make me give the ...
So shall I live, supposing thou art true, Like a deceivèd husband; so love's face May still seem love to ...
Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit, To thee I send this ...
O, from what power hast thou this powerful might With insufficiency my heart to sway? To make me give the ...
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear respose for limbs with travel tirèd; But then begins ...
What's in the brain that ink may character Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit? What's new to ...
If thou survive my well-contented day When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover, And shalt by fortune ...
Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own ...
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought, Injurious distance should not stop my way; For then despite of ...
Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind; And that which governs me to go about Doth part ...
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