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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 78
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse,And found such fair assistance in my verseAs every alien pen hath…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 77
Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;The vacant leaves thy mind’s imprint…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 76
Why is my verse so barren of new pride,So far from variation or quick change?Why with the time do I…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 75
So are you to my thoughts as food to life,Or as sweet-season’d showers are to the ground;And for the peace…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 74
But be contented when that fell arrestWithout all bail shall carry me away,My life hath in this line some interest,Which…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 73
That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangUpon those boughs which…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 72
O! lest the world should task you to reciteWhat merit lived in me, that you should loveAfter my death,–dear love,…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 71
No longer mourn for me when I am deadThan you shall hear the surly sullen bellGive warning to the world…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 70
That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect,For slander’s mark was ever yet the fair;The ornament of beauty is…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 69
Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth viewWant nothing that the thought of hearts can mend;All tongues, the…
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