William Shakespeare
Sonnets
Table of Contents
- 001 From fairest creatures we desire increase
- 002 When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
- 003 Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest
- 004 Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend
- 005 Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
- 006 Then let not winter's ragged hand deface
- 007 Lo! in the orient when the gracious light
- 008 Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
- 009 Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
- 010 For shame! deny that thou bear'st love to any
- 011 As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st
- 012 When I do count the clock that tells the time
- 013 O! that you were your self; but, love you are
- 014 Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck
- 015 When I consider every thing that grows
- 016 But wherefore do not you a mightier way
- 017 Who will believe my verse in time to come
- 018 Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
- 019 Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws
- 020 A woman's face with nature's own hand painted
- 021 So is it not with me as with that Muse
- 022 My glass shall not persuade me I am old
- 023 As an unperfect actor on the stage
- 024 Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'd
- 025 Let those who are in favour with their stars
- 026 Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage
- 027 Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
- 028 How can I then return in happy plight
- 029 When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
- 030 When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
- 031 Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts
- 032 If thou survive my well-contented day
- 033 Full many a glorious morning have I seen
- 034 Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
- 035 No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done
- 036 Let me confess that we two must be twain
- 037 As a decrepit father takes delight
- 038 How can my muse want subject to invent
- 039 O! how thy worth with manners may I sing
- 040 Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all
- 041 Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits
- 042 That thou hast her it is not all my grief
- 043 When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see
- 044 If the dull substance of my flesh were thought
- 045 The other two, slight air, and purging fire
- 046 Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
- 047 Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took
- 048 How careful was I when I took my way
- 049 Against that time, if ever that time come
- 050 How heavy do I journey on the way
- 051 Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
- 052 So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
- 053 What is your substance, whereof are you made
- 054 O! how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
- 055 Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
- 056 Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
- 057 Being your slave what should I do but tend
- 058 That god forbid, that made me first your slave
- 059 If there be nothing new, but that which is
- 060 Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore
- 061 Is it thy will, thy image should keep open
- 062 Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
- 063 Against my love shall be as I am now
- 064 When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd
- 065 Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
- 066 Tired with all these, for restful death I cry
- 067 Ah! wherefore with infection should he live
- 068 Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn
- 069 Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view
- 070 That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect
- 071 No longer mourn for me when I am dead
- 072 O! lest the world should task you to recite
- 073 That time of year thou mayst in me behold
- 074 But be contented: when that fell arrest
- 075 So are you to my thoughts as food to life
- 076 Why is my verse so barren of new pride
- 077 Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear
- 078 So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse
- 079 Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid
- 080 O! how I faint when I of you do write
- 081 Or I shall live your epitaph to make
- 082 I grant thou wert not married to my Muse
- 083 I never saw that you did painting need
- 084 Who is it that says most, which can say more
- 085 My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still
- 086 Was it the proud full sail of his great verse
- 087 Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
- 088 When thou shalt be dispos'd to set me light
- 089 Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault
- 090 Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now
- 091 Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
- 092 But do thy worst to steal thyself away
- 093 So shall I live, supposing thou art true
- 094 They that have power to hurt, and will do none
- 095 How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
- 096 Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness
- 097 How like a winter hath my absence been
- 098 From you have I been absent in the spring
- 099 The forward violet thus did I chide
- 100 Where art thou Muse that thou forget'st so long
- 101 O truant Muse what shall be thy amends
- 102 My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming
- 103 Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth
- 104 To me, fair friend, you never can be old
- 105 Let not my love be call'd idolatry
- 106 When in the chronicle of wasted time
- 107 Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
- 108 What's in the brain, that ink may character
- 109 O! never say that I was false of heart
- 110 Alas! 'tis true, I have gone here and there
- 111 O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide
- 112 Your love and pity doth the impression fill
- 113 Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind
- 114 Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you
- 115 Those lines that I before have writ do lie
- 116 Let me not to the marriage of true minds
- 117 Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all
- 118 Like as, to make our appetite more keen
- 119 What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
- 120 That you were once unkind befriends me now
- 121 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd
- 122 Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
- 123 No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change
- 124 If my dear love were but the child of state
- 125 Were't aught to me I bore the canopy
- 126 O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
- 127 In the old age black was not counted fair
- 128 How oft when thou, my music, music play'st
- 129 The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
- 130 My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
- 131 Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art
- 132 Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me
- 133 Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
- 134 So, now I have confess'd that he is thine
- 135 Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,'
- 136 If thy soul check thee that I come so near
- 137 Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
- 138 When my love swears that she is made of truth
- 139 O! call not me to justify the wrong
- 140 Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
- 141 In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes
- 142 Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate
- 143 Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
- 144 Two loves I have of comfort and despair
- 145 Those lips that Love's own hand did make
- 146 Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
- 147 My love is as a fever longing still
- 148 O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head
- 149 Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not
- 150 O! from what power hast thou this powerful might
- 151 Love is too young to know what conscience is
- 152 In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn
- 153 Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep
- 154 The little Love-god lying once asleep
