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Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXIX
Sonnet LXVIII Sonnet LXX LXIX Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend; All tongues-the voice of souls-give thee that due,…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: VII
Sonnet VI Sonnet VIII VII Lo! in the orient when the gracious light Lifts up his burning head, each under eye Doth homage to his new-appearing sight, Serving with looks his sacred…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXX
Sonnet LXIX Sonnet LXXI LXX That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect, For slander's mark was ever yet the fair; The ornament of beauty is suspect, A crow that flies in heaven's…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXXI
Sonnet LXX Sonnet LXXII LXXI No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world with vilest…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXXII
Sonnet LXXI Sonnet LXXIII LXXII O! lest the world should task you to recite What merit lived in me, that you should love After my death,-dear love, forget me quite, For you in me can…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXXIII
Sonnet LXXII Sonnet LXXIV LXXIII That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXXIV
Sonnet LXXIII Sonnet LXXV LXXIV But be contented: when that fell arrest Without all bail shall carry me away, My life hath in this line some interest, Which for memorial still with thee…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXXV
Sonnet LXXIV Sonnet LXXVI LXXV So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground; And for the peace of you I hold such strife As 'twixt a miser…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXXVI
Sonnet LXXV Sonnet LXXVII LXXVI Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change? Why with the time do I not glance aside To new-found methods, and to…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: LXXVII
Sonnet LXXVI Sonnet LXXVIII LXXVII Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear, Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste; These vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear, And of this…Trending
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