Shakespeare's Sonnets (1609)

        1 (From fairest creatures we desire increase)
        2 (When fortie Winters shall beseige thy brow)
        3 (Looke in thy glasse and tell the face thou vewest)
        4 (Vnthrifty louelinesse, why dost thou spend)
        5 (Those howers that with gentle worke did frame)
        6 (Then let not winters wragged hand deface)
        7 (Loe in the Orient when the gracious light)
        8 (Musick to heare, why hear'st thou musick sadly?)
        9 (Is it for feare to wet a widdowes eye)
        10 (For shame deny that thou bear'st loue to any)
        11 (As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st)
        12 (When I doe count the clock that tels the time)
        13 (O that you were your selfe, but, loue, you are)
        14 (Not from the stars do I my iudgement plucke)
        15 (When I consider euery thing that growes)
        16 (But wherefore do not you a mightier waie)
        17 (Who will beleeue my verse in time to come)
        18 (Shall I compare thee to a Summers day?)
        19 (Deuouring time, blunt thou the Lyons pawes)
        20 (A womans face with natures owne hande painted)
        21 (So is it not with me as with that Muse)
        22 (My glasse shall not perswade me I am ould)
        23 (As an vnperfect actor on the stage)
        24 (Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stelld)
        25 (Let those who are in fauor with their stars)
        26 (Lord of my loue, to whome in vassalage)
        27 (Weary with toyle, I hast me to my bed)
        28 (How can I then returne in happy plight)
        29 (When in disgrace with Fortune and mens eyes)
        30 (When to the Sessions of sweet silent thought)
        31 (Thy bosome is indeared with all hearts)
        32 (If thou suruiue my well contented daie)
        33 (Full many a glorious morning haue I seene)
        34 (Why didst thou promise such a beautious day)
        35 (No more bee greeu'd at that which thou hast done)
        36 (Let me confesse that we two must be twaine)
        37 (As a decrepit father takes delight)
        38 (How can my Muse want subiect to inuent)
        39 (Oh how thy worth with manners may I singe)
        40 (Take all my loues, my loue, yea take them all)
        41 (Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits)
        42 (That thou hast her it is not all my griefe)
        43 (When most I winke, then doe mine eyes best see)
        44 (If the dull substance of my flesh were thought)
        45 (The other two, slight ayre, and purging fire)
        46 (Mine eye and heart are at a mortall warre)
        47 (Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is tooke)
        48 (How carefull was I when I tooke my way)
        49 (Against that time (if euer that time come))
        50 (How heauie doe I iourney on the way)
        51 (Thus can my loue excuse the slow offence)
        52 (So am I as the rich whose blessed key)
        53 (What is your substance, whereof are you made)
        54 (Oh how much more doth beautie beautious seeme)
        55 (Not marble, nor the guilded monuments)
        56 (Sweet loue renew thy force, be it not said)
        57 (Being your slaue what should I doe but tend)
        58 (That God forbid, that made me first your slaue)
        59 (If there bee nothing new, but that which is)
        60 (Like as the waues make towards the pibled shore)
        61 (Is it thy wil, thy Image should keepe open)
        62 (Sinne of selfe-loue possesseth al mine eie)
        63 (Against my loue shall be as I am now)
        64 (When I haue seene by times fell hand defaced)
        65 (Since brasse, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundlesse sea)
        66 (Tyr'd with all these for restfull death I cry)
        67 (Ah, wherefore with infection should he liue)
        68 (Thus is his cheeke the map of daies out-worne)
        69 (Those parts of thee that the worlds eye doth view)
        70 (That thou are blam'd shall not be thy defect)
        71 (Noe Longer mourne for me when I am dead)
        72 (O Least the world should taske you to recite)
        73 (That time of yeeare thou maist in me behold)
        74 (But be contented when that fell arest)
        75 (So are you to my thoughts as food to life)
        76 (Why is my verse so barren of new pride)
        77 (Thy glasse will shew thee how thy beauties were)
        78 (So oft haue I inuok'd thee for my Muse)
        79 (Whilst I alone did call vpon thy ayde)
        138 (When my loue sweares that she is made of truth)