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Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath love put in my head by William Shakespeare O me! what eyes hath love put in my head, Which have no correspondence with true sight! Or, if the..

Sonnet 147: My love is as a fever, longing still by William Shakespeare My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease, Feeding on that wh..

Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth by William Shakespeare Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, My sinful earth these rebel powers array, Why dost thou..

Sonnet 145: Those lips that Love's own hand did make by William Shakespeare Those lips that Love’s own hand did make Breathed forth the sound that said "I hate" To me that la..

Sonnet 144: Two loves I have, of comfort and despair by William Shakespeare Two loves I have, of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better a..

Sonnet 143: Lo, as a careful huswife runs to catch by William Shakespeare Lo, as a careful huswife runs to catch One of her feathered creatures broke away, Sets down her ba..

Sonnet 142: Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate by William Shakespeare Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving, O, but with m..

Sonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes by William Shakespeare In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note; But ’tis my..

Sonnet 140: Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press by William Shakespeare Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain, Lest sorrow..

Sonnet 14: Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck by William Shakespeare Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck, And yet methinks I have astronomy— But not to tell of..

Sonnet 138: When my love swears that she is made of truth by William Shakespeare When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, though I know she lies, That she m..

Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes by William Shakespeare Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes That they behold and see not what they see? The..

Sonnet 136: If thy soul check thee that I come so near by William Shakespeare If thy soul check thee that I come so near, Swear to thy blind soul that I was thy Will, And will..

Sonnet 135: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy will by William Shakespeare Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy will, And Will to boot, and Will in overplus; More than enoug..

Sonnet 134: So, now I have confessed that he is thine by William Shakespeare So, now I have confessed that he is thine, And I my self am mortgaged to thy will, Myself I’ll for..

Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan by William Shakespeare Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan For that deep wound it gives my friend and me! Is’..

Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me by William Shakespeare Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me, Knowing thy heart torment me with disdain, Have put on..

Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art by William Shakespeare Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well t..

Sonnet 130: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be w..

Sonnet 13: O, that you were your self! But, love, you are by William Shakespeare O, that you were your self! But, love, you are No longer yours than you yourself here live. Agains..







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