William Shakespeare Poems
Sonnet Lxxxiii I never saw that you did painting need And therefore to your fair no painting set; I found, or thought I found, y ...
Sonnet Lxxxiv Who is it that says most? which can say more Than this rich praise, that you alone are you? In whose confine immur ...
Sonnet Lxxxix Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault, And I will comment upon that offence; Speak of my lameness, and I s ...
Sonnet Lxxxv My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still, While comments of your praise, richly compiled, Reserve their chara ...
Sonnet Lxxxvi Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of all too precious you, That did my ripe thoug ...
Sonnet Lxxxvii Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate: The charter of thy wort ...
Sonnet Lxxxviii When thou shalt be disposed to set me light, And place my merit in the eye of scorn, Upon thy side against mysel ...
Sonnet V: Those Hours, That With Gentle Work Did Frame Those hours, that with gentle work did frame The lovely gaze where every ...
Sonnet Vi Then let not winter's ragged hand deface In thee thy summer, ere thou be distill'd: Make sweet some vial; treasure tho ...
Sonnet Vii Lo! in the orient when the gracious light Lifts up his burning head, each under eye Doth homage to his new-appearing ...
Sonnet Viii Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly? Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy. Why lovest thou that w ...
Sonnet X For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any, Who for thyself art so unprovident. Grant, if thou wilt, thou art belove ...
Sonnet Xc Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fort ...
Sonnet Xci Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their bodies' force, Some in their garm ...
Sonnet Xciii So shall I live, supposing thou art true, Like a deceived husband; so love's face May still seem love to me, though ...
Sonnet Xciv: They That Have Power To Hurt And Will Do None They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thi ...
Sonnet Xcix The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love ...
Sonnet Xcv How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose, Doth spot the beauty of thy ...
Sonnet Xcvi Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness; Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport; Both grace and faults ar ...
Sonnet Xcvii How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, wh ...
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