Sonnets CX: Alas, ’tis true I have gone here and there (William Shakespeare Poems)
Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gor'd mine own ...
Alas, 'tis true I have gone here and there And made myself a motley to the view, Gor'd mine own ...
HOW like a Winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I ...
WHEN daisies pied and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with ...
FROM fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time ...
Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no ...
But be contented: when that fell arrest Without all bail shall carry me away, My life hath in this line ...
Those hours, that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell, Will play the tyrants ...
From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April dress'd in all his trim Hath put a ...
How careful was I, when I took my way, Each trifle under truest bars to thrust, That to my use ...
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins ...
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration ...
FROM you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a ...
WHEN icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, ...
From fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time ...
That god forbid that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure, Or at ...
Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid, My verse alone had all thy gentle grace, But now my gracious ...
Those hours, that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell, Will play the tyrants ...
As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou growest In one of thine, from that which thou departest; And ...
When I consider every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment, That this huge stage presenteth nought ...
How can I then return in happy plight, That am debarr'd the benefit of rest? When day's oppression is not ...
Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action; and till action, lust Is perjur'd, murd'rous, ...
MY love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear: That love ...
O MISTRESS mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear! your true love 's coming, That can sing both ...
When forty winters shall beseige thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so ...
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place ...
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground; And for ...
Then let not winter's ragged hand deface In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill'd: Make sweet some vial; treasure ...
When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When ...
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 ...
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