Poems

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Sonnet 129: Th' Expense Of Spirit In A Waste Of Shame
Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and, till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
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122.
Sonnet 91: Some Glory In Their Birth, Some In Their Skill
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,
Some in their wealth, some in their body's force,
Some in their garments though new-fangled ill,
Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse;
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123.
Sonnet 22: My Glass Shall Not Persuade Me I Am Old
My glass shall not persuade me I am old
So long as youth and thou are of one date;
But when in thee Time's furrows I behold,
Then look I death my days should expiate.
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124.
Sonnet 122: Thy Gift, Thy Tables, Are Within My Brain
Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
Full charactered with lasting memory,
Which shall above that idle rank remain
Beyond all date even to eternity—
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125.
Sonnet 13: O, That You Were Your Self! But, Love, You Are
O, that you were your self! But, love, you are
No longer yours than you yourself here live.
Against this coming end you should prepare,
And your sweet semblance to some other give.
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126.
Sonnet 42: That Thou Hast Her, It Is Not All My Grief
That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,
And yet it may be said I loved her dearly;
That she hath thee is of my wailing chief,
A loss in love that touches me more nearly.
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127.
Sonnet 93: So Shall I Live, Supposing Thou Art True
So shall I live, supposing thou art true,
Like a deceivèd husband; so love's face
May still seem love to me, though altered new,
Thy looks with me, thy heart in other place.
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128.
Sonnet 46: Mine Eye And Heart Are At A Mortal War
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
How to divide the conquest of thy sight;
Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar,
My heart mine eye the freedom of that right,
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129.
Sonnet 41: Those Pretty Wrongs That Liberty Commits
Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits
When I am sometime absent from thy heart,
Thy beauty and thy years full well befits,
For still temptation follows where thou art.
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130.
Sonnet 16: But Wherefore Do Not You A Mightier Way
But wherefore do not you a mightier way
Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time,
And fortify your self in your decay
With means more blessèd than my barren rhyme?
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