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Sonnet 53 by William Shakespeare
What is your substance, whereof are you made,That millions of strange shadows on you tend?Since every one, hath every one,…
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Sonnet 52 by William Shakespeare
So am I as the rich whose blessed key,Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure,The which he will not…
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Sonnet 51 by William Shakespeare
Thus can my love excuse the slow offence,Of my dull bearer, when from thee I speed,From where thou art, why…
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Sonnet 50 by William Shakespeare
How heavy do I journey on the way,When what I seek (my weary travel’s end)Doth teach that case and that…
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Sonnet 49 by William Shakespeare
Against that time (if ever that time come)When I shall see thee frown on my defects,When as thy love hath…
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Sonnet 48 by William Shakespeare
How careful was I when I took my way,Each trifle under truest bars to thrust,That to my use it might…
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Sonnet 47 by William Shakespeare
Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took,And each doth good turns now unto the other,When that mine eye…
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Sonnet 46 by William Shakespeare
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war,How to divide the conquest of thy sight,Mine eye, my heart thy…
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Sonnet 45 by William Shakespeare
The other two, slight air, and purging fire,Are both with thee, wherever I abide,The first my thought, the other my…
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Sonnet 44 by William Shakespeare
If the dull substance of my flesh were thought,Injurious distance should not stop my way,For then despite of space I…
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