The Sonnets of William Shakspere

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Kegan Paul, Trench & Company, 1889 - 251 стор.

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If thou furvive my wellcontented
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Full many a glorious morning have I ſeen
xxxiii
Why didft thou promife fuch a beauteous
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No more be grieved at that which thou haft done
xxxv
Let me confefs that we two muſt be twain
xxxvi
As a decrepit father takes delight
xxxvii
How can my Mufe want fubject to invent
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O how thy worth with manners may I fing
xxxix
Take all my loves my love yea take them
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Thoſe pretty wrongs that liberty commits
xli
That thou haft her it is not all my grief
xlii
When moſt I wink then do mine eyes beſt ſee
xliii
If the dull ſubſtance of my fleſh were thought
xliv
The other two flight air and purging fire
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Mine eye and heart are at a mortal
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Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took
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How careful was I when I took my
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Againſt that time if ever that time come
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How heavy do I journey on the
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Thus can my love excufe the flow offence
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So am I as the rich whoſe bleſſed
lii
What is your ſubſtance whereof are you made
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O how much more doth beauty beauteous feem
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Not marble nor the gilded monuments
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Sweet love renew thy force be it not faid
lvi
Being your flave what ſhould I do but tend
lvii
That God forbid that made me firſt your ſlave
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If there be nothing new but that which
lix
Like as the waves make towards the pebbled
lx
From faireſt creatures we defire increaſe
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When forty winters fhall befiege thy brow
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Look in thy glaſs and tell the face thou vieweft IV Unthrifty lovelinefs why doft thou ſpend
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Thoſe hours that with gentle work did frame
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Then let not winters ragged hand deface
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Lo in the orient when the gracious light
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Mufic to hear why hearft thou muſic fadly
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Is it for fear to wet a widows
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When I do count the clock that tells the time
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O that you were yourſelf but love you are XIV Not from the ſtars do I my judgment pluck XV When I confider every thing that grows
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But wherefore do not you a mightier way XVII Who will believe my verfe in time to come XVIII Shall I compare thee to a fummers
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Devouring Time blunt thou the lions paws
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A womans face with Natures own hand painted
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So is it not with me as with that Mufe
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My glaſs ſhall not perfuade me I am old XXIII As an unperfect actor on the ſtage
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Is it thy will thy image ſhould keep open LXII Sin of felflove poſſeſſeth all mine eye LXIII Againſt my love ſhall be as I am now LXIV When I have ...
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Thoſe parts of thee that the worlds eye doth view
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How ſweet and lovely doft thou make the ſhame
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Some fay thy fault is youth fome wantonnefs
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How like a winter hath my abſence been
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From you have I been abſent in the ſpring
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The forward violet thus did I chide
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Where art thou Mufe that thou forgetft fo long
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Alack what poverty my Muſe brings forth
103
To me fair friend you never can be
104
Let not my love be calld idolatry
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When in the chronicle of wafted time
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Not mine own fears nor the prophetic foul CVIII Whats in the brain that ink may character CIX O never fay that I was falſe of heart
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Alas tis true I have gone here and there CXI O for my fake do you with Fortune chide CXII Your love and pity doth the impreffion fill
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Since I left you mine eye is in my mind
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Or whether doth my mind being crownd with
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Let me not to the marriage of true minds
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that I have ſcanted
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Like as to make our appetites more keen
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What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
119
That you were once unkind befriends me
120
Tis better to be vile than vile efteemd
121
Thy gift thy tables are within my brain
122
No Time thou shalt not boaft that I do change
123
If my dear love were but the child of ſtate
124
Weret aught to me I bore the canopy
125
O thou my lovely boy who in thy power
126
In the old age black was not counted fair CXXVIII How oft when thou my mufic mufic playſt CXXIX The expenſe of ſpirit in a waſte of ſhame cxxx ...
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If thy foul check thee that I come ſo near
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Thou blind fool Love what doft thou to mine eyes
137
When my love fwears that ſhe is made of truth
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O call not me to juſtify the wrong
139
Be wife as thou art cruel do not prefs
140
In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes
141
Love is my fin and thy dear virtue hate
142
OXLIII Lo as a careful houſewife runs to catch
143
Two loves I have of comfort and deſpair
144
Thoſe lips that Loves own hand did make
145
Poor foul the centre of my finful earth
146
My love is as a fever longing ſtill
147
O me what eyes hath Love put in my head
148
Canft thou O cruel ſay I love thee not
149
O from what power haft thou this powerful might
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Love is too young to know what confcience is
151
In loving thee thou knowft I am forfworn
152
Cupid laid by his brand and fell aſleep
153
The little Lovegod lying once aſleep
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