«Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love». Despite the confessional […] Sonnet 116
«Those lines that I before have writ do lie, Even those that said I could not love you […] Sonnet 115
«Or whether doth my mind, being crown’d with you, Drink up the monarch’s plague, this flattery?». Continuing the […] Sonnet 114
«Your love and pity doth the impression fill Which vulgar scandal stamp’d upon my brow». The first two […] Sonnet 112
«O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds». Sonnet 111 […] Sonnet 111