The Sonnets of William Shakespeare

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K. Paul, Trench, Trübner & Company, 1896 - 251 pagina's
 

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Not from the ſtars do I my judgment pluck xv When I conſider every thing that grows
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But wherefore do not you a mightier
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Who will believe my verſe in time to come
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Shall I compare thee to a ſummers
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Devouring Time blunt thou the lions paws
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A womans face with Natures own hand painted
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So is it not with me as with that Muſe
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xx11 My glaſs ſhall not perſuade me I am old
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Mine eye hath playd the painter and hath ſtellid
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Let thoſe who are in favour with their ſtars
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Lord of my love to whom in vaſſalage
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How can I then return in happy plight
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When in diſgrace with fortune and mens eyes
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When to the ſeſſions of ſweet ſilent thought
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Thy boſom is endeared with all hearts
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If thou ſurvive my wellcontented day
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Full many a glorious morning have I ſeen
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Why didſt thou promiſe ſuch a beauteous
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No more be grieved at that which thou haſt done
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Let me confeſs that we two muſt be twain
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As a decrepit father takes delight
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How can my Muſe want ſubject to invent XXXIX O how thy worth with manners may I ſing
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Take all my loves my love yea take them
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Thoſe pretty wrongs that liberty commits
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That thou haſt her it is not all my grief
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When moſt I wink then do mine eyes beſt ſee
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If the dull ſubſtance of my fleſh were thought
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Mine eye and heart are at a mortal
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Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took
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How careful was I when I took my
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Againſt that time if ever that time come
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How heavy do I journey on the
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Thus can my love excuſe the flow offence
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So am I as the rich whoſe bleſſed
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What is your ſubſtance whereof are you made
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O how much more doth beauty beauteous ſeem
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Not marble nor the gilded monuments
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Sweet love renew thy force be it not ſaid
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Being your ſlave what ſhould I do but tend
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That God forbid that made me firſt your ſlave
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If there be nothing new but that which
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Like as the waves make towards the pebbled ſhore
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Is it thy will thy image ſhould keep open
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Againſt my love ſhall be as I am
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When I have ſeen by Times fell hand defaced
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Since braſs nor ſtone nor earth nor bound leſs
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Tird with all theſe for reſtful death I
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Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn
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Thoſe parts of thee that the worlds eye doth view
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No longer mourn for me when I am dead
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That time of year thou mayft in me behold
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when that fell arreſt
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So are you to my thoughts as food to life
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Was it the proud full fail of his great verſe
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Farewell thou art too dear for my poſſeſſing
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When thou ſhalt be difpofd to ſet me light LXXXIX Say that thou didſt forſake me for ſome fault xc Then hate me when thou wilt if ever
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Some glory in their birth ſome in their ſkill
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But do thy worſt to ſteal thyſelf away
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So ſhall I live ſuppoſing thou art true
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They that have power to hurt and will do none
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How ſweet and lovely doſt thou make the ſhame
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Some ſay thy fault is youth ſome wantonneſs
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How like a winter hath my abſence been
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Xcvili From you have I been abſent in the ſpring
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The forward violet thus did I chide
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Where art thou Muſe that thou forgetſt ſo long
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O truant Muſe what ſhall be thy amends
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My love is ſtrengthend though more weak in ſeeming
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Alack what poverty my Muſe brings forth
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Let not my love be calld idolatry
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When in the chronicle of waſted time
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Not mine own fears nor the prophetic ſoul
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Whats in the brain that ink may character
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O never ſay that I was falſe of heart
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Alas tis true I have gone here and there
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O for my fake do you with Fortune chide 11
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cx11 Your love and pity doth the impreſſion fill
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Since I left you mine eye is in my mind
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Or whether doth my mind being crownd with you
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Thoſe lines that I before have writ do lie
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that I have ſcanted all
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Like as to make our appetites more keen
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What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
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That you were once unkind befriends me now
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Tis better to be vile than vile eſteemd
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Thy gift thy tables are within my brain
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No Time thou ſhalt not boaſt that I do change
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If my dear love were but the child of ſtate
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Weret aught to me I bore the canopy
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Othou my lovely boy who in thy power
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In the old age black was not counted fair
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How oft when thou my muſic muſic playſt
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My miſtreſs eyes are nothing like the fun
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Thou art as tyrannous ſo as thou
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Thine eyes I love and they as pitying
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Beſhrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
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So now I have confefld that he is thine
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Whoever hath her wiſh thou haſt thy Will
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If thy ſoul check thee that I come ſo near
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Thou blind fool Love what doſt thou to mine eyes
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When my love ſwears that ſhe is made of truth
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O call not me to juſtify the wrong
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Be wiſe as thou art cruel do not preſs
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In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes
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Lo as a careful houſewife runs to catch
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might
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Pagina 29 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state (Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate...
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Pagina 97 - Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease : Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit ; For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute ; Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
Pagina 94 - 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 to temptation slow, They rightly do inherit heaven's graces And husband nature's riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence.
Pagina 60 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
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