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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 it self…
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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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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 18
Sonnet 18, often called by its more romantic title, Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? is one of…
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William Shakespeare Sonnet 17
Who will believe my verse in time to comeIf it were filled with your most high deserts?Though yet heaven knows…
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William Shakespeare Sonnet 16
But wherefore do not you a mightier wayMake war upon this bloody tyrant Time?And fortify your self in your decayWith…
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William Shakespeare Sonnet 15
When I consider every thing that growsHolds in perfection but a little moment.That this huge stage presenteth nought but showsWhereon…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 14
Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,And yet methinks I have astronomy,But not to tell of good, or…
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William Shakespeare Sonnet 13
O that you were your self, but love you areNo longer yours, than you your self here live,Against this coming…
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William Shakespeare Sonnet 12
When I do count the clock that tells the time,And see the brave day sunk in hideous night,When I behold…
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