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... fault .. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ... Sin of self - love possesseth all mine eye ..... Since I left you , mine eye is in my mind .. So am I as the rich , whose blessed key .... Since brass , nor stone , nor earth , nor ...
... fault .. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ... Sin of self - love possesseth all mine eye ..... Since I left you , mine eye is in my mind .. So am I as the rich , whose blessed key .... Since brass , nor stone , nor earth , nor ...
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... faults , and even I in this , Authorising thy trespass with compare , Myself corrupting , salving thy amiss , Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are : For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense , ( Thy adverse party is thy advocate ) ...
... faults , and even I in this , Authorising thy trespass with compare , Myself corrupting , salving thy amiss , Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are : For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense , ( Thy adverse party is thy advocate ) ...
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... faults concealed , wherein I am attainted ; That thou , in losing me , shalt win much glory ; And I by this will be a gainer too ; For bending all my loving thoughts on thee , The injuries that to myself I do , Doing thee vantage ...
... faults concealed , wherein I am attainted ; That thou , in losing me , shalt win much glory ; And I by this will be a gainer too ; For bending all my loving thoughts on thee , The injuries that to myself I do , Doing thee vantage ...
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William Shakespeare. LXXXIX . Say 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 reasons making no defence . Thou canst not , love ...
William Shakespeare. LXXXIX . Say 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 reasons making no defence . Thou canst not , love ...
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... cover every blot , And all things turn to fair , that eyes can see ! Take heed , dear heart , of this large privilege ; The hardest knife ill - used doth lose his edge . XCVI . Some say , thy fault is youth , Shakespeare's Sonnets . 101.
... cover every blot , And all things turn to fair , that eyes can see ! Take heed , dear heart , of this large privilege ; The hardest knife ill - used doth lose his edge . XCVI . Some say , thy fault is youth , Shakespeare's Sonnets . 101.
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art thou bear beauteous beauty's better angel black night blessed breast bright brow canker canst cheek chide churl cruel Cupid cure dead dear love death decay delight disgrace dost thou doth live eternal eye doth eye hath face false faults fear flowers forsworn foul gainst gentle grace hast thou hate heaven hell holy fire Lest look love thee Love's fire mind mistress muse night numbers Oaths of thy painted perjur'd pity pleasure poor praise pride proud prove rose scythe shadow shalt shame soul spirit steal summer's swear sweet love sworn thee fair tell thence thine eyes things thou art thou dost thou hast thou know'st thou lov'st thou may'st thou upon thy thou wilt thought thy beauty thy fair thy heart thy love thy sweet thy worth thyself Time's tongue truth verse vex'd Whilst youth
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24 ページ - But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest : So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
58 ページ - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
103 ページ - Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease : Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me But hope of orphans, and nnfather'd fruit; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And thou away, the very birds are mute ; Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
110 ページ - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
100 ページ - They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone. Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow. They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense-, They are the lords and owners of their faces. Others but stewards of their excellence.
133 ページ - In the old age black was not counted fair, Or if it were, it bore not beauty's name; But now is black beauty's successive heir, And Beauty slander'd with a bastard shame : For since each hand hath put on Nature's power, Fairing the foul with Art's false borrow'd face, Sweet Beauty hath no name, no holy bower, But is profaned, if not lives in disgrace. Therefore my Mistress...
29 ページ - O'ercharg'd with burden of mine own love's might. O, let my books be then the eloquence And dumb presagers of my speaking breast, Who plead for love and look for recompense More than that tongue that more hath more express'd. O, learn to read what silent love hath writ; To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit. XXIV. Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'd Thy beauty's form in table of my heart; My body is the frame wherein 't is held, And perspective it is best painter's art.
29 ページ - As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put besides his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart...
153 ページ - My love is as a fever, longing still For that which longer nurseth the disease ; Feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, The uncertain sickly appetite to please.
18 ページ - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard ; Then of thy beauty do I question make, ' for store, ie to be preserved for use.