Literature
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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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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 30
When to the sessions of sweet silent thoughtI summon up remembrance of things past,I sigh the lack of many a…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 29
When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyesI all alone beweep my outcast state,And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 28
How can I then return in happy plight,That am debarred the benefit of rest?When day’s oppression is not eas’d by…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 27
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;But then begins a journey…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 26
Lord of my love, to whom in vassalageThy merit hath my duty strongly knit,To thee I send this written embassage,To…
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Aesop – The Boy Bathing
A Boy was bathing in a river and got out of his depth, and was in great danger of being…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 25
Let those who are in favour with their starsOf public honour and proud titles boast,Whilst I, whom fortune of such…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 24
Mine eye hath played the painter and hath steeled,Thy beauty’s form in table of my heart;My body is the frame…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 23
As an unperfect actor on the stage,Who with his fear is put beside his part,Or some fierce thing replete with…
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