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William Shakespeare: How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shameHow sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame Which, like a canker in the fragrant rose, Doth spot the beauty of thy budding name! O! in what…William Shakespeare: Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness
Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonnessSome say thy fault is youth, some wantonness; Some say thy grace is youth and gentle sport; Both grace and faults are lov'd of more and less: Thou…William Shakespeare: How like a winter hath my absence been
How like a winter hath my absence beenHow like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's…William Shakespeare: From you have I been absent in the spring
From you have I been absent in the springFrom you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy…William Shakespeare: The forward violet thus did I chide
The forward violet thus did I chideThe forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy…Shakespeare's Sonnets
William ShakespeareContentsFrom fairest creatures we desire increaseWhen forty winters shall besiege thy browLook in thy glass and tell the face thou viewestUnthrifty loveliness, why dost thou…William Shakespeare: From fairest creatures we desire increase
From fairest creatures we desire increaseFrom fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might…William Shakespeare: For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any
For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to anyFor shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any, Who for thy self art so unprovident. Grant, if thou wilt, thou art belov'd of many, But that thou…William Shakespeare: Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long
Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so longWhere art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long, To speak of that which gives thee all thy might? Spend'st thou thy fury on some worthless song…William Shakespeare: O truant Muse what shall be thy amends
O truant Muse what shall be thy amendsO truant Muse what shall be thy amends For thy neglect of truth in beauty dy'd? Both truth and beauty on my love depends; So dost thou too, and therein…Trending
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