William Shakespeare
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 66
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,As to behold desert a beggar born,And needy nothing trimm’d in jollity,And…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 65
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,But sad mortality o’ersways their power,How with this rage shall beauty hold…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 64
When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defacedThe rich proud cost of outworn buried age;When sometime lofty towers I…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 63
Against my love shall be as I am now,With Time’s injurious hand crushed and o’erworn;When hours have drained his blood…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 62
Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eyeAnd all my soul, and all my every part;And for this sin there is…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 61
Is it thy will, thy image should keep openMy heavy eyelids to the weary night?Dost thou desire my slumbers should…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 60
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,So do our minutes hasten to their end;Each changing place with that…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 59
If there be nothing new, but that which isHath been before, how are our brains beguil’d,Which labouring for invention bear…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 58
That god forbid, that made me first your slave,I should in thought control your times of pleasure,Or at your hand…
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William Shakespeare – Sonnet 57
Being your slave what should I do but tendUpon the hours, and times of your desire?I have no precious time…
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