english sonnet
91Sonnet 106 — Sonnet|106 When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty s best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of …
92Sonnet 108 — sonnet|108 What s in the brain, that ink may character, Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit? What s new to speak, what now to register, That may express my love, or thy dear merit? Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine, I… …
93Sonnet 109 — Sonnet|109 O! never say that I was false of heart, Though absence seem d my flame to qualify, As easy might I from my self depart As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie: That is my home of love: if I have ranged, Like him that travels, I… …
94Sonnet 110 — Sonnet|110 Alas! tis true, I have gone here and there, And made my self a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new; Most true it is, that I have looked on truth Askance and… …
95Sonnet 111 — Sonnet|111 O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence… …
96Sonnet 112 — Sonnet|112 Your love and pity doth the impression fill, Which vulgar scandal stamped upon my brow; For what care I who calls me well or ill, So you o er green my bad, my good allow? You are my all the world, and I must strive To know my shames… …
97Sonnet 113 — Sonnet|113 Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind; And that which governs me to go about Doth part his function and is partly blind, Seems seeing, but effectually is out; For it no form delivers to the heart Of bird, of flower, or shape which… …
98Sonnet 114 — Sonnet|114 Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you, Drink up the monarch s plague, this flattery? Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true, And that your love taught it this alchemy, To make of monsters and things indigest Such… …
99Sonnet 118 — Sonnet|118 Like as, to make our appetites more keen, With eager compounds we our palate urge, As, to prevent our maladies unseen, We sicken to shun sickness when we purge; Even so, being full or your ne er cloying sweetness, To bitter sauces did… …
100Sonnet 120 — Sonnet|120 That you were once unkind befriends me now, And for that sorrow, which I then did feel, Needs must I under my transgression bow, Unless my nerves were brass of hammer d steel. For if you were by my unkindness shaken, As I by yours, you …
