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Sonnet 91: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
Sonnet 91: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,
Some in their wealth, some in their bod…
Sonnet 9: Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
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?
Ah, if thou issue…
Sonnet 86: Was it the proud full sail of his great verse
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 all-too-precious you,
Sonnet 88: When thou shalt be disposed to set me light
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 of scorn,
…
Sonnet 84: Who is it that says most, which can say more
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, that you alone, are you,
Sonnet 83: I never saw that you did painting need
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 set;
I found, or…
Sonnet 81: Or I shall live your epitaph to make
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,
From hence your m…
Sonnet 8: Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
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, joy delights in joy.
Sonnet 78: So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse
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 verse
As every ali…
Sonnet 76: Why is my verse so barren of new pride?
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?
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Sonnet 73:
Sonnet 73:
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,…
Sonnet 74: But be contented when that fell arrest
Sonnet 74: But be contented when that fell arrest
But be contented when that fell arrest
Without all bail shall carry me away;
My life hath in th…
Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Sonnet 71: No longer mourn for me when I am dead
No longer mourn for me when I am dead
Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to …
Sonnet 70:That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect…
Sonnet 70:That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect…
That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect,
For slander's mark was ever yet the fair,
T…
Sonnet 7: Lo, in the orient when the gracious light
Sonnet 7: Lo, in the orient when the gracious light
Lo, in the orient when the gracious light
Lifts up his burning head, each under eye
Doth homa…
Sonnet 69: Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view
Sonnet 69: Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view
Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view
Want nothing that the thought of…
Sonnet 66: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry
Sonnet 66: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As to behold desert a beggar born,
…
Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age;
W…
Sonnet 63: Against my love shall be, as I am now
Sonnet 63: Against my love shall be, as I am now
Against my love shall be, as I am now,
With Time's injurious hand crushed and o'erworn;
…
Sonnet 62: Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
Sonnet 62: Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye,
And all my soul, and all my every part;
And for thi…
Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
Sonnet 60: Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is
Sonnet 59: If there be nothing new, but that which is
If there be nothing new, but that which is
Hath been before, how are our brains beguiled,
W…
Sonnet 57: Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Sonnet 57: Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I hav…
Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Sonnet 55: Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme,
But you shall …