english sonnet
41Sonnet 86 — sonnet|86 Was it the proud full sail of his great verse, Bound for the prize of all too precious you, That did my ripe thoughts in my brain inhearse, Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write… …
42Sonnet 90 — Sonnet|90 Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, And do not drop in for an after loss: Ah! do not, when my heart hath scaped this sorrow, Come in the …
43Sonnet 122 — Sonnet|122 Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brainFull character d with lasting memory,Which shall above that idle rank remain,Beyond all date; even to eternity: Or, at the least, so long as brain and heart Have faculty by nature to subsist;… …
44Sonnet 28 — is one of 154 sonnets written by the English playwright and poet William Shakespeare. It s a member of the Fair Youth sequence, in which the poet expresses his love towards a young man.Sonnet|28 How can I then return in happy plight, That am… …
45Sonnet 32 — Sonnet|32 If thou survive my well contented day, When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover And shalt by fortune once more re survey These poor rude lines of thy deceased lover, Compare them with the bett ring of the time, And though… …
46Sonnet 36 — Sonnet|36 Let me confess that we two must be twain, Although our undivided loves are one: So shall those blots that do with me remain, Without thy help, by me be borne alone. In our two loves there is but one respect, Though in our lives a… …
47Sonnet 38 — sonnet|38 How can my muse want subject to invent, While thou dost breathe, that pour st into my verse Thine own sweet argument, too excellent For every vulgar paper to rehearse? O! give thy self the thanks, if aught in me Worthy perusal stand… …
48Sonnet 39 — Sonnet|39 O! how thy worth with manners may I sing, When thou art all the better part of me? What can mine own praise to mine own self bring? And what is t but mine own when I praise thee? Even for this, let us divided live, And our dear love… …
49Sonnet 41 — Sonnet|41 Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits, When I am sometime absent from thy heart, Thy beauty, and thy years full well befits, For still temptation follows where thou art. Gentle thou art, and therefore to be won, Beauteous thou art,… …
50Sonnet 42 — Sonnet|42 That thou hast her it is not all my grief, And yet it may be said I loved her dearly; That she hath thee is of my wailing chief, A loss in love that touches me more nearly. Loving offenders thus I will excuse ye: Thou dost love her,… …
