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Sonnet 31 by William Shakespeare
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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Sonnet 30 by William Shakespeare
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought,I summon up remembrance of things past,I sigh the lack of many a…
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Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare
When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes,I all alone beweep my outcast state,And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless…
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Sonnet 28 by William Shakespeare
How can I then return in happy plightThat am debarred the benefit of rest?When day’s oppression is not eased by…
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Sonnet 27 by William Shakespeare
Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,The dear respose 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 embassageTo…
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William Shakespeare Sonnet 25
Let those who are in favour with their stars,Of 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 stelled,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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