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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 40

Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all;What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?No love, my…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 39

O! how thy worth with manners may I sing,When thou art all the better part of me?What can mine own…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 38

How can my muse want subject to invent,While thou dost breathe, that pour’st into my verseThine own sweet argument, too…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 37

As a decrepit father takes delightTo see his active child do deeds of youth,So I, made lame by Fortune’s dearest…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 36

Let me confess that we two must be twain,Although our undivided loves are one:So shall those blots that do with…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 35

No more be grieved atthat which thou hast done:Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud:Clouds and eclipses stain both moon…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 34

Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day,And make me travel forth without my cloak,To let base clouds o’ertake me…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 33

Full many a glorious morning have I seenFlatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye,Kissing with golden face the meadows green,Gilding…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 32

If thou survive my well-contented day,When that churl Death my bones with dust shall coverAnd shalt by fortune once more…

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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 31

Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts,Which I by lacking have supposed dead;And there reigns Love, and all Love’s loving…

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