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William Shakespeare: My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still
My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her stillMy tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still, While comments of your praise richly compil'd, Reserve their character with golden quill, And…William Shakespeare: Was it the proud full sail of his great verse
Was it the proud full sail of his great verseWas 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…William Shakespeare: Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessingFarewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate, The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing; My bonds…William Shakespeare: When thou shalt be dispos'd to set me light
When thou shalt be dispos'd to set me lightWhen thou shalt be dispos'd to set me light, And place my merit in the eye of scorn, Upon thy side, against myself I'll fight, And prove thee…William Shakespeare: Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault
Say that thou didst forsake me for some faultSay that thou didst forsake me for some fault, And I will comment upon that offence: Speak of my lameness, and I straight will halt, Against thy…William Shakespeare: Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
Is it for fear to wet a widow's eyeIs it for fear to wet a widow's eye, That thou consum'st thy self in single life? Ah! if thou issueless shalt hap to die, The world will wail thee like a…William Shakespeare: Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, nowThen 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…William Shakespeare: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
Some glory in their birth, some in their skillSome glory in their birth, some in their skill, Some in their wealth, some in their body's force, Some in their garments though new-fangled ill;…William Shakespeare: But do thy worst to steal thyself away
But do thy worst to steal thyself awayBut do thy worst to steal thyself away, For term of life thou art assured mine; And life no longer than thy love will stay, For it depends upon that love…William Shakespeare: So shall I live, supposing thou art true
So shall I live, supposing thou art trueSo shall I live, supposing thou art true, Like a deceived husband; so love's face May still seem love to me, though alter'd new; Thy looks with me, thy…