Treasure Island

William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Poems of William Shakespeare

41. Sonnet 102: My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming 1/13/2003
42. Sonnet 103: Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth 1/13/2003
43. Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old 3/30/2010
44. Sonnet 105: Let not my love be called idolatry 1/13/2003
45. Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time 1/13/2003
46. Sonnet 107: 3/30/2010
47. Sonnet 107: Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul 1/13/2003
48. Sonnet 108: What's in the brain that ink may character 1/13/2003
49. Sonnet 109: O, never say that I was false of heart 1/13/2003
50. Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st 1/13/2003
51. Sonnet 110: Alas, 'tis true, I have gone here and there 1/13/2003
52. Sonnet 111: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide 1/13/2003
53. Sonnet 112: Your love and pity doth th' impression fill 1/13/2003
54. Sonnet 113: Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind 1/13/2003
55. Sonnet 114: Or whether doth my mind, being crowned with you 1/13/2003
56. Sonnet 115: Those lines that I before have writ do lie 1/13/2003
57. Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds 1/13/2003
58. Sonnet 118: Like as to make our appetite more keen 1/13/2003
59. Sonnet 119: What potions have I drunk of Siren tears 1/13/2003
60. Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time 1/13/2003

Sonnet LI

Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
Of my dull bearer when from thee I speed:
From where thou art why should I haste me thence?
Till I return, of posting is no need.
O, what excuse will my poor beast then find,
When swift extremity can seem but slow?
Then should I spur, though mounted on the wind;
In winged speed no motion shall I know:
Then can no horse with my desire keep pace;

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