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Sonnet Lxx by William Shakespeare

That thou art blamed shall not be thy defect,For slander’s mark was ever yet the fair;The ornament of beauty is suspect,A crow that flies in heaven’s sweetest air.So thou be good, slander doth but approveThy worth the greater, being woo’d of time;For canker vice the sweetest buds doth love,And thou present’st a pure unstained prime.Thou…

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Sonnet Lxvi by William Shakespeare

Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eyeAnd all my soul and all my every part;And for this sin there is no remedy,It is so grounded inward in my heart.Methinks no face so gracious is as mine,No shape so true, no truth of such account;And for myself mine own worth do define,As I all other in…

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Sonnet Lxv by William Shakespeare

Is it thy will thy image should keep openMy heavy eyelids to the weary night?Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken,While shadows like to thee do mock my sight?Is it thy spirit that thou send’st from theeSo far from home into my deeds to pry,To find out shames and idle hours in me,The scope…

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Sonnet Lxix by William Shakespeare

Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,So do our minutes hasten to their end;Each changing place with that which goes before,In sequent toil all forwards do contend.Nativity, once in the main of light,Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown’d,Crooked elipses ‘gainst his glory fight,And Time that gave doth now his gift confound.Time doth transfix…

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Sonnet Lviii by William Shakespeare

That god forbid that made me first your slave,I should in thought control your times of pleasure,Or at your hand the account of hours to crave,Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure!O, let me suffer, being at your beck,The imprison’d absence of your liberty;And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each cheque,Without accusing you of…

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Sonnet Lvii by William Shakespeare

Being your slave, what should I do but tendUpon the hours and times of your desire?I have no precious time at all to spend,Nor services to do, till you require.Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hourWhilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,Nor think the bitterness of absence sourWhen you have bid your servant…

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Sonnet Lvi 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 allay’d,To-morrow sharpen’d in his former might:So, love, be thou; although to-day thou fillThy hungry eyes even till they wink with fullness,To-morrow see again, and do not killThe spirit of love with a perpetual dullness.Let this…

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Sonnet Lv by William Shakespeare

Not marble, nor the gilded monumentsOf princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;But you shall shine more bright in these contentsThan unswept stone besmear’d with sluttish time.When wasteful war shall statues overturn,And broils root out the work of masonry,Nor Mars his sword nor war’s quick fire shall burnThe living record of your memory.‘Gainst death and all-oblivious…

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Sonnet Lix by William Shakespeare

If there be nothing new, but that which isHath been before, how are our brains beguiled,Which, labouring for invention, bear amissThe second burden of a former child!O, that record could with a backward look,Even of five hundred courses of the sun,Show me your image in some antique book,Since mind at first in character was done!That…

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Sonnet Liii 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, one shade,And you, but one, can every shadow lend.Describe Adonis, and the counterfeitIs poorly imitated after you;On Helen’s cheek all art of beauty set,And you in Grecian tires are painted new:Speak of the spring and…