William Shakespeare Poems
Sonnet 73: That Time Of Year Thou Mayst In Me Behold That time of year thou mayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or ...
Sonnet 74: But Be Contented When That Fell Arrest But be contented when that fell arrest Without all bail shall carry me away; M ...
Sonnet 75: So Are You To My Thoughts As Food To Life So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-seasoned showers are ...
Sonnet 76: Why Is My Verse So Barren Of New Pride? Why is my verse so barren of new pride? So far from variation or quick change ...
Sonnet 77: Thy Glass Will Show Thee How Thy Beauties Wear Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, Thy dial how thy preci ...
Sonnet 78: So Oft Have I Invoked Thee For My Muse So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse, And found such fair assistance in my v ...
Sonnet 79: Whilst I Alone Did Call Upon Thy Aid Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid, My verse alone had all thy gentle grace, B ...
Sonnet 8: Music To Hear, Why Hear'st Thou Music Sadly? Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, ...
Sonnet 80: O, How I Faint When I Of You Do Write O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your na ...
Sonnet 81: Or I Shall Live Your Epitaph To Make Or I shall live your epitaph to make, Or you survive when I in earth am rotten, ...
Sonnet 82: I Grant Thou Wert Not Married To My Muse I grant thou wert not married to my Muse, And therefore mayst without attain ...
Sonnet 83: I Never Saw That You Did Painting Need I never saw that you did painting need, And therefore to your fair no painting ...
Sonnet 84: Who Is It That Says Most, Which Can Say More Who is it that says most, which can say more, Than this rich praise -- t ...
Sonnet 84: Who Is It That Says Most, Which Can Say More Who is it that says most, which can say more, Than this rich praise, tha ...
Sonnet 85: My Tongue-Tied Muse In Manners Holds Her Still My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still, While comments of your ...
Sonnet 86: Was It The Proud Full Sail Of His Great Verse Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of a ...
Sonnet 87: Farewell! Thou Art Too Dear For My Possessing Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou kno ...
Sonnet 88: When Thou Shalt Be Disposed To Set Me Light When thou shalt be disposed to set me light And place my merit in the eye ...
Sonnet 89: Say That Thou Didst Forsake Me For Some Fault Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, And I will comment upon ...
Sonnet 9: Is It For Fear To Wet A Widow's Eye Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye, That thou consum'st thy self in single life? ...
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