English Poetry and Literature






Sonnet 001 - From fairest creatures we desire increase,

Sonnet 003 - Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest

Sonnet 009 - Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye

Sonnet 012 - When I do count the clock that tells the time,

Sonnet 018 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Sonnet 020 - A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted

Sonnet 023 - As an unperfect actor on the stage

Sonnet 027 - Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,

Sonnet 029 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,

Sonnet 030 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

Sonnet 035 - No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:

Sonnet 038 - How can my Muse want subject to invent,

Sonnet 042 - That thou hast her, it is not all my grief,

Sonnet 043 - When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see,

Sonnet 048 - How careful was I, when I took my way,

Sonnet 055 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments

Sonnet 060 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,

Sonnet 062 - Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye

Sonnet 063 - Against my love shall be, as I am now

Sonnet 071 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead

Sonnet 073 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold

Sonnet 076 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride,

Sonnet 081 - Or I shall live your epitaph to make,

Sonnet 087 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing,

Sonnet 089 - Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault,

Sonnet 091 - Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,

Sonnet 094 - They that have power to hurt and will do none,

Sonnet 098 - From you have I been absent in the spring,

Sonnet 101 - O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends

Sonnet 102 - My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming;

Sonnet 106 - When in the chronicle of wasted time

Sonnet 111 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide,

Sonnet 116 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Sonnet 119 - What potions have I drunk of Siren tears,

Sonnet 121 - 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd,

Sonnet 127 - If it were, it bore not beauty's name;

Sonnet 128 - Oft, when thou, my music, music play'st,

Sonnet 129 - The expense of spirit in a waste of shame

Sonnet 130 - My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

Sonnet 137 - Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes,

Sonnet 147 - My love is as a fever, longing still

Sonnet 154 - The little Love-god lying once asleep




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