Sonnet CLII (William Shakespeare Poems)
In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing, In act thy ...
In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn, to me love swearing, In act thy ...
In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note; But 'tis ...
Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain Full character'd with lasting memory, Which shall above that idle rank remain ...
Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire! I do wander everywhere, ...
From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim, Hath put a ...
Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long To speak of that which gives thee all thy might? Spend'st ...
Those lines that I before have writ do lie, Even those that said I could not love you dearer; Yet ...
O, that you were your self! But, love, you are No longer yours than you yourself here live. Against this ...
Those lips that Love's own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate" To me that languished ...
A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woman's gentle heart, but ...
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done. Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Clouds and eclipses ...
Those hours, that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell, Will play the tyrants ...
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers ...
Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid, My verse alone had all thy gentle grace, But now my gracious ...
So shall I live, supposing thou art true, Like a deceivèd husband; so love's face May still seem love to ...
Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep: A maid of Dian's this advantage found, And his love-kindling fire did ...
Love is my sin and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving: O, but with ...
No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change: Thy pyramids built up with newer might To me are ...
FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this ...
Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing ...
O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed? Both truth and beauty ...
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration ...
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be ...
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, My sinful earth these rebel powers array, Why dost thou pine within ...
So is it not with me as with that muse, Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven ...
Let me confess that we two must be twain, Although our undivided loves are one; So shall those blots that ...
How heavy do I journey on the way, When what I seek, my weary travel's end, Doth teach that case ...
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage shall ...
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy. Why lov'st thou ...
They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing, they most do show, ...
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