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William Shakespeare: When my love swears that she is made of truth
When my love swears that she is made of truthWhen my love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her though I know she lies, That she might think me some untutor'd youth, Unlearned in…William Shakespeare: O! call not me to justify the wrong
O! call not me to justify the wrongO! call not me to justify the wrong That thy unkindness lays upon my heart; Wound me not with thine eye, but with thy tongue: Use power with power, and slay…William Shakespeare: Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck
Not from the stars do I my judgement pluckNot from the stars do I my judgement pluck; And yet methinks I have astronomy, But not to tell of good or evil luck, Of plagues, of dearths, or…William Shakespeare: Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
Be wise as thou art cruel; do not pressBe wise as thou art cruel; do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain; Lest sorrow lend me words, and words express The manner of my…William Shakespeare: In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes,
In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes,In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes, For they in thee a thousand errors note; But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise, Who, in…William Shakespeare: Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate
Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hateLove is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving: O! but with mine compare thou thine own state, And thou shalt find…William Shakespeare: Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catchLo, as a careful housewife runs to catch One of her feather'd creatures broke away, Sets down her babe, and makes all swift dispatch In pursuit of the…William Shakespeare: Two loves I have of comfort and despair
Two loves I have of comfort and despairTwo loves I have of comfort and despair, Which like two spirits do suggest me still: The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman…William Shakespeare: Those lips that Love's own hand did make
Those lips that Love's own hand did makeThose lips that Love's own hand did make, Breathed forth the sound that said 'I hate', To me that languish'd for her sake: But when she saw my woeful…William Shakespeare: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,
Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth,Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, My sinful earth these rebel powers array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward…Trending
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