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Sonnet CXXII by William Shakespeare
Full character'd with lasting memory,
Which shall above that idle rank remain,
Beyond all date; even to eternity:
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Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brainFull character'd with lasting memory,
Which shall above that idle rank remain,
Beyond all date; even to eternity:
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Sonnet CXX by William Shakespeare
And for that sorrow, which I then did feel,
Needs must I under my transgression bow,
Unless my nerves were brass or hammer'd steel.
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That you were once unkind befriends me now,And for that sorrow, which I then did feel,
Needs must I under my transgression bow,
Unless my nerves were brass or hammer'd steel.
Sonnet CXIX by William Shakespeare
Distill'd from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw myself to win!
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What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,Distill'd from limbecks foul as hell within,
Applying fears to hopes, and hopes to fears,
Still losing when I saw myself to win!
Sonnet CXVIII by William Shakespeare
With eager compounds we our palate urge;
As, to prevent our maladies unseen,
We sicken to shun sickness when we purge;
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Like as, to make our appetite more keen,With eager compounds we our palate urge;
As, to prevent our maladies unseen,
We sicken to shun sickness when we purge;
Sonnet CXVII by William Shakespeare
Wherein I should your great deserts repay,
Forgot upon your dearest love to call,
Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day;
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Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all,Wherein I should your great deserts repay,
Forgot upon your dearest love to call,
Whereto all bonds do tie me day by day;
Sonnet CXVI by William Shakespeare
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
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Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
Sonnet CXV by William Shakespeare
Even those that said I could not love you dearer:
Yet then my judgment knew no reason why
My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer.
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Those lines that I before have writ do lie,Even those that said I could not love you dearer:
Yet then my judgment knew no reason why
My most full flame should afterwards burn clearer.
Sonnet CXIV by William Shakespeare
Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery?
Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true,
And that your love taught it this alchemy,
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Or whether doth my mind, being crown'd with you,Drink up the monarch's plague, this flattery?
Or whether shall I say, mine eye saith true,
And that your love taught it this alchemy,
Sonnet CXIII by William Shakespeare
And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his function and is partly blind,
Seems seeing, but effectually is out;
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Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind;And that which governs me to go about
Doth part his function and is partly blind,
Seems seeing, but effectually is out;
Sonnet CXII by William Shakespeare
Which vulgar scandal stamp'd upon my brow;
For what care I who calls me well or ill,
So you o'er-green my bad, my good allow?
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Your love and pity doth the impression fill,Which vulgar scandal stamp'd upon my brow;
For what care I who calls me well or ill,
So you o'er-green my bad, my good allow?
Sonnet CXI by William Shakespeare
The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not better for my life provide
Than public means which public manners breeds.
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O! for my sake do you with Fortune chide,The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds,
That did not better for my life provide
Than public means which public manners breeds.
Sonnet CX by William Shakespeare
And made my self a motley to the view,
Gor'd mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,
Made old offences of affections new;
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Alas! 'tis true, I have gone here and there,And made my self a motley to the view,
Gor'd mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear,
Made old offences of affections new;
Sonnet CIX by William Shakespeare
Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify,
As easy might I from my self depart
As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie:
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O! never say that I was false of heart,Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify,
As easy might I from my self depart
As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie:
Sonnet CVIII by William Shakespeare
Which hath not figur'd to thee my true spirit?
What's new to speak, what now to register,
That may express my love, or thy dear merit?
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What's in the brain, that ink may character,Which hath not figur'd to thee my true spirit?
What's new to speak, what now to register,
That may express my love, or thy dear merit?
Sonnet CVII by William Shakespeare
Of the wide world dreaming on things to come,
Can yet the lease of my true love control,
Supposed as forfeit to a confin'd doom.
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Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soulOf the wide world dreaming on things to come,
Can yet the lease of my true love control,
Supposed as forfeit to a confin'd doom.
Sonnet CVI by William Shakespeare
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rime,
In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,
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When in the chronicle of wasted timeI see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rime,
In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights,
Sonnet CV by William Shakespeare
Nor my beloved as an idol show,
Since all alike my songs and praises be
To one, of one, still such, and ever so.
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Let not my love be call'd idolatry,Nor my beloved as an idol show,
Since all alike my songs and praises be
To one, of one, still such, and ever so.
Sonnet CIV by William Shakespeare
For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold,
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
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To me, fair friend, you never can be old,For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,
Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold,
Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,
Sonnet CIII by William Shakespeare
That having such a scope to show her pride,
The argument, all bare, is of more worth
Than when it hath my added praise beside!
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Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth,That having such a scope to show her pride,
The argument, all bare, is of more worth
Than when it hath my added praise beside!
Sonnet CII by William Shakespeare
I love not less, though less the show appear;
That love is merchandiz'd, whose rich esteeming,
The owner's tongue doth publish every where.
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My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming;I love not less, though less the show appear;
That love is merchandiz'd, whose rich esteeming,
The owner's tongue doth publish every where.
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