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Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed by William Shakespeare Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear respose for limbs with travel tirèd; But then begi..

Sonnet 26: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage by William Shakespeare Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit, To thee I send this wr..

Sonnet 25: Let those who are in favour with their stars by William Shakespeare Let those who are in favour with their stars Of public honour and proud titles boast, Whilst I, wh..

Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled by William Shakespeare Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled Thy beauty’s form in table of my heart; My body..

Sonnet 22: My glass shall not persuade me I am old by William Shakespeare My glass shall not persuade me I am old So long as youth and thou are of one date; But when in the..

Sonnet 23: As an unperfect actor on the stage by William Shakespeare As an unperfect actor on the stage Who with his fear is put beside his part, Or some fierce thing..

Sonnet 21: So is it not with me as with that muse by William Shakespeare So is it not with me as with that muse, Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse, Who heaven it se..

Sonnet 20: A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted by William Shakespeare A woman’s face with Nature’s own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion; A woma..

Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow by William Shakespeare When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty’s field, Thy youth’..

Sonnet 19: Devouring Time blunt thou the lion's paws by William Shakespeare Devouring Time blunt thou the lion’s paws, And make the earth devour her own sweet brood, Pluck th..

Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? by William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do sh..

Sonnet 17: Who will believe my verse in time to come by William Shakespeare Who will believe my verse in time to come If it were filled with your most high deserts? Though ye..

Sonnet 16: But wherefore do not you a mightier way by William Shakespeare But wherefore do not you a mightier way Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time, And fortify your s..

Sonnet 154: The little Love-god lying once asleep by William Shakespeare The little love god lying once asleep Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, Whilst many nymp..

Sonnet 153: Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep by William Shakespeare Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep, A maid of Dian’s this advantage found, And his love-kindl..

Sonnet 152: In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn by William Shakespeare In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn, But thou art twice forsworn to me love swearing: In act..

Sonnet 151: Love is too young to know what conscience is by William Shakespeare Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then,..

Sonnet 150: O from what power hast thou this powerful might by William Shakespeare O, from what power hast thou this powerful might With insufficiency my heart to sway? To make me g..

Sonnet 15: When I consider every thing that grows by William Shakespeare When I consider every thing that grows Holds in perfection but a little moment. That this huge sta..

Sonnet 149: Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not by William Shakespeare Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not, When I against my self with thee partake? Do I not think..







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