William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Poems of William Shakespeare

201. Sonnet 99: The forward violet thus did I chide 1/13/2003
202. Sonnet C 5/18/2001
203. Sonnet CI 5/18/2001
204. Sonnet CII 5/18/2001
205. Sonnet CIII 5/18/2001
206. Sonnet CIV 5/18/2001
207. Sonnet CIX 5/18/2001
208. Sonnet CL 5/18/2001
209. Sonnet CLI 5/18/2001
210. Sonnet CLII 5/18/2001
211. Sonnet CLIII 5/18/2001
212. Sonnet CLIV 5/18/2001
213. Sonnet CV 5/18/2001
214. Sonnet CVI 5/18/2001
215. Sonnet CVII 5/18/2001
216. Sonnet CVII: Not Mine Own Fears, Nor the Prophetic Soul 1/3/2003
217. Sonnet CVIII 5/18/2001
218. Sonnet CX 5/18/2001
219. Sonnet CXI 5/18/2001
220. Sonnet CXI: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide 1/3/2003

Sonnet LXXVII

Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear,
Thy dial how thy precious minutes waste;
The vacant leaves thy mind's imprint will bear,
And of this book this learning mayst thou taste.
The wrinkles which thy glass will truly show
Of mouthed graves will give thee memory;
Thou by thy dial's shady stealth mayst know
Time's thievish progress to eternity.
Look, what thy memory can not contain

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