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«What potions have I drunk of Siren tears, Distill’d from limbecks foul as hell within». Arguing that his […]
«Like as, to make our appetites more keen, With eager compounds we our palate urge». The poet now […]
«Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all Wherein I should your great deserts repay». The poet abruptly […]
«Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love». Despite the confessional […]
«Or whether doth my mind, being crown’d with you, Drink up the monarch’s plague, this flattery?». Continuing the […]
«Your love and pity doth the impression fill Which vulgar scandal stamp’d upon my brow». The first two […]
«What’s in the brain that ink may character Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?». Admitting […]
«Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come». Whereas […]
«When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights». Sonnet 106 is addressed […]
«Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth, That having such a scope to show her pride». The poet […]
«My love is strengthen’d, though more weak in seeming; I love not less, though less the show appear». […]
Shakespeare’s Sonnets are some of the most fascinating and influential poems written in English. First published in 1609, […]
«O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends For thy neglect of truth in beauty dyed?». Continuing his […]