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William Shakespeare Poems

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• A Lover's Complaint
• The Passionate Pilgrim
• The Phoenix and the Turtle
• The Rape of Lucrece
• The Sonnets C - Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long
• The Sonnets CI - O truant Muse what shall be thy amends
• The Sonnets CII - My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming
• The Sonnets CIII - Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth
• The Sonnets CIV - To me, fair friend, you never can be old
• The Sonnets CIX - O! never say that I was false of heart
• The Sonnets CL - O! from what power hast thou this powerful might
• The Sonnets CLI - Love is too young to know what conscience is
• The Sonnets CLII - In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn
• The Sonnets CLIII - Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep
• The Sonnets CLIV - The little Love-god lying once asleep
• The Sonnets CV - Let not my love be call'd idolatry
• The Sonnets CVI - When in the chronicle of wasted time
• The Sonnets CVII - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
• The Sonnets CVIII - What's in the brain, that ink may character
• The Sonnets CX - Alas! 'tis true, I have gone here and there
• The Sonnets CXI - O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide
• The Sonnets CXII - Your love and pity doth the impression fill
• The Sonnets CXIII - Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind
• The Sonnets CXIV - Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you
• The Sonnets CXIX - What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
• The Sonnets CXL - Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
• The Sonnets CXLI - In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes
• The Sonnets CXLII - Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate
• The Sonnets CXLIII - Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
• The Sonnets CXLIV - Two loves I have of comfort and despair
• The Sonnets CXLIX - Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not
• The Sonnets CXLV - Those lips that Love's own hand did make
• The Sonnets CXLVI - Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
• The Sonnets CXLVII - My love is as a fever longing still
• The Sonnets CXLVIII - O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head
• The Sonnets CXV - Those lines that I before have writ do lie
• The Sonnets CXVI - Let me not to the marriage of true minds
• The Sonnets CXVII - Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all
• The Sonnets CXVIII - Like as, to make our appetite more keen
• The Sonnets CXX - That you were once unkind befriends me now
• The Sonnets CXXI - 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd
• The Sonnets CXXII - Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
• The Sonnets CXXIII - No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change
• The Sonnets CXXIV - If my dear love were but the child of state
• The Sonnets CXXIX - The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
• The Sonnets CXXV - Were't aught to me I bore the canopy
• The Sonnets CXXVI - O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
• The Sonnets CXXVII - In the old age black was not counted fair
• The Sonnets CXXVIII - How oft when thou, my music, music play'st
• The Sonnets CXXX - My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
• The Sonnets CXXXI - Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art
• The Sonnets CXXXII - Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me
• The Sonnets CXXXIII - Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
• The Sonnets CXXXIV - So, now I have confess'd that he is thine
• The Sonnets CXXXIX - O! call not me to justify the wrong
• The Sonnets CXXXV - Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy ‘Will,'
• The Sonnets CXXXVI - If thy soul check thee that I come so near
• The Sonnets CXXXVII - Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
• The Sonnets CXXXVIII - When my love swears that she is made of truth
• The Sonnets I - From fairest creatures we desire increase
• The Sonnets II - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
• The Sonnets III - Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
• The Sonnets IV - Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend
• The Sonnets IX - Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
• The Sonnets L - How heavy do I journey on the way
• The Sonnets LI - Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
• The Sonnets LII - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
• The Sonnets LIII - What is your substance, whereof are you made
• The Sonnets LIV - O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
• The Sonnets LIX - If there be nothing new, but that which is
• The Sonnets LV - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
• The Sonnets LVI - Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
• The Sonnets LVII - Being your slave what should I do but tend
• The Sonnets LVIII - That god forbid, that made me first your slave
• The Sonnets LX - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
• The Sonnets LXI - Is it thy will, thy image should keep open
• The Sonnets LXII - Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
• The Sonnets LXIII - Against my love shall be as I am now
• The Sonnets LXIV - When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd
• The Sonnets LXIX - Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view
• The Sonnets LXV - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
• The Sonnets LXVI - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry
• The Sonnets LXVII - Ah! wherefore with infection should he live
• The Sonnets LXVIII - Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn
• The Sonnets LXX - That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect
• The Sonnets LXXI - No longer mourn for me when I am dead
• The Sonnets LXXII - O! lest the world should task you to recite
• The Sonnets LXXIII - That time of year thou mayst in me behold
• The Sonnets LXXIV - But be contented: when that fell arrest
• The Sonnets LXXIX - Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid
• The Sonnets LXXV - So are you to my thoughts as food to life
• The Sonnets LXXVI - Why is my verse so barren of new pride
• The Sonnets LXXVII - Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear
• The Sonnets LXXVIII - So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse
• The Sonnets LXXX - O! how I faint when I of you do write
• The Sonnets LXXXI - Or I shall live your epitaph to make
• The Sonnets LXXXII - I grant thou wert not married to my Muse
• The Sonnets LXXXIII - I never saw that you did painting need
• The Sonnets LXXXIV - Who is it that says most, which can say more
• The Sonnets LXXXIX - Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault
• The Sonnets LXXXV - My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still
• The Sonnets LXXXVI - Was it the proud full sail of his great verse
• The Sonnets LXXXVII - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
• The Sonnets LXXXVIII - When thou shalt be dispos'd to set me light
• The Sonnets V - Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
• The Sonnets VI - Then let not winter's ragged hand deface
• The Sonnets VII - Lo! in the orient when the gracious light
• The Sonnets VIII - Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
• The Sonnets X - For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any
• The Sonnets XC - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now
• The Sonnets XCI - Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
• The Sonnets XCII - But do thy worst to steal thyself away
• The Sonnets XCIII - So shall I live, supposing thou art true
• The Sonnets XCIV - They that have power to hurt, and will do none
• The Sonnets XCIX - The forward violet thus did I chide
• The Sonnets XCV - How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
• The Sonnets XCVI - Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness
• The Sonnets XCVII - How like a winter hath my absence been
• The Sonnets XCVIII - From you have I been absent in the spring
• The Sonnets XI - As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st
• The Sonnets XII - When I do count the clock that tells the time
• The Sonnets XIII - O! that you were your self; but, love you are
• The Sonnets XIV - Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck
• The Sonnets XIX - Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws
• The Sonnets XL - Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all
• The Sonnets XLI - Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits
• The Sonnets XLII - That thou hast her it is not all my grief
• The Sonnets XLIII - When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see
• The Sonnets XLIV - If the dull substance of my flesh were thought
• The Sonnets XLIX - Against that time, if ever that time come
• The Sonnets XLV - The other two, slight air, and purging fire
• The Sonnets XLVI - Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
• The Sonnets XLVII - Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took
• The Sonnets XLVIII - How careful was I when I took my way
• The Sonnets XV - When I consider every thing that grows
• The Sonnets XVI - But wherefore do not you a mightier way
• The Sonnets XVII - Who will believe my verse in time to come
• The Sonnets XVIII - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
• The Sonnets XX - A woman's face with nature's own hand painted
• The Sonnets XXI - So is it not with me as with that Muse
• The Sonnets XXII - My glass shall not persuade me I am old
• The Sonnets XXIII - As an unperfect actor on the stage
• The Sonnets XXIV - Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'd
• The Sonnets XXIX - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
• The Sonnets XXV - Let those who are in favour with their stars
• The Sonnets XXVI - Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage
• The Sonnets XXVII - Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
• The Sonnets XXVIII - How can I then return in happy plight
• The Sonnets XXX - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
• The Sonnets XXXI - Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts
• The Sonnets XXXII - If thou survive my well-contented day
• The Sonnets XXXIII - Full many a glorious morning have I seen
• The Sonnets XXXIV - Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
• The Sonnets XXXIX - O! how thy worth with manners may I sing
• The Sonnets XXXV - No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done
• The Sonnets XXXVI - Let me confess that we two must be twain
• The Sonnets XXXVII - As a decrepit father takes delight
• The Sonnets XXXVIII - How can my muse want subject to invent
• Venus and Adonis

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