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Sonnets xiii

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FROM you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress’d in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laugh’d and…

Sonnets xii

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HOW like a Winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December’s bareness everywhere!…

Sonnets xi

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THEY that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and…

Sonnets x

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THEN hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, And do…

Sonnets viii

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THAT time of year thou may’st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold– Bare ruin’d choirs where…

Sonnets vii

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BEING your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do,…

Sonnets vi

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O HOW much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The Rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which…