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Sonnet 57 by William Shakespeare
Being your slave what should I do but tend,Upon the hours, and times of your desire?I have no precious time…
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Sonnet 56 by William Shakespeare
Sweet love renew thy force, be it not saidThy edge should blunter be than appetite,Which but to-day by feeding is…
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Sonnet 55 by William Shakespeare
Not marble, nor the gilded monumentsOf princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme,But you shall shine more bright in these contentsThan…
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Sonnet 54 by William Shakespeare
O how much more doth beauty beauteous seem,By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!The rose looks fair, but fairer…
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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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