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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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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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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 22
My glass shall not persuade me I am old,So long as youth and thou are of one date;But when in…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 21
So is it not with me as with that Muse,Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,Who heaven itself for…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 20
A woman’s face with nature’s own hand painted,Hast thou, the master mistress of my passion;A woman’s gentle heart, but not…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 19
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws,And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;Pluck the keen teeth from the…
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