Sonnet CLI Love is too young to know what conscience is; Yet who knows not conscience is born of love? Then, gentle cheater, urge not ...
Sonnet CXLI In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note; But 'tis my heart that loves wha...
Sonnet CXXXI Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art, As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel; For well thou know'st to my d...
Sonnet CXXI 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd, When not to be receives reproach of being, And the just pleasure lost w...
Sonnet CXI O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide ...
Sonnet CI O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed? Both truth and beauty on my love depends; ...
Sonnet XCI Some glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their bodies' force, Some in their garmen...
Sonnet LXXXI Or I shall live your epitaph to make, Or you survive when I in earth am rotten; From hence your memory death cannot take,...
Sonnet LXXI No longer mourn for me when I am dead Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled ...
Sonnet LXI Is it thy will thy image should keep open My heavy eyelids to the weary night? Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broke...
Sonnet LI Thus can my love excuse the slow offence Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed: From where thou art why should I haste me...
Sonnet XLI Those petty wrongs that liberty commits, When I am sometime absent from thy heart, Thy beauty and thy years full well befit...
Sonnet XXXI Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts, Which I by lacking have supposed dead, And there reigns love and all love's lov...