Shakespeare's Sonnets (1923) Yale/Text

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FORTH · 12

T. T.

1 Onlie begetter: only inspirer (?); cf. n.
3 Mr. W. H.; cf. n.
10–12 Adventurer in setting forth: publisher
13 T. T.; cf. n.

Sonnets (not listed in original)

Sonnets 1–10

  • Sonnet 1From fairest creatures we desire increase
  • Sonnet 2When forty winters shall besiege thy brow
  • Sonnet 3Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest
  • Sonnet 4Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend
  • Sonnet 5Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
  • Sonnet 6Then let not winter's ragged hand deface
  • Sonnet 7Lo, in the orient when the gracious light
  • Sonnet 8Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
  • Sonnet 9Is it for fear to wet a widow's eye
  • Sonnet 10For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any

Sonnets 11–20

  • Sonnet 11As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow'st
  • Sonnet 12When I do count the clock that tells the time
  • Sonnet 13O that you were yourself! but, love, you are
  • Sonnet 14Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck
  • Sonnet 15When I consider everything that grows
  • Sonnet 16But wherefore do not you a mightier way
  • Sonnet 17Who will believe my verse in time to come
  • Sonnet 18Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
  • Sonnet 19Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws
  • Sonnet 20A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted

Sonnets 21–30

  • Sonnet 21So is it not with me as with that Muse
  • Sonnet 22My glass shall not persuade me I am old
  • Sonnet 23As an unperfect actor on the stage
  • Sonnet 24Mine eye hath play'd the painter and hath stell'd
  • Sonnet 25Let those who are in favour with their stars
  • Sonnet 26Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage
  • Sonnet 27Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed
  • Sonnet 28How can I then return in happy plight
  • Sonnet 29When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
  • Sonnet 30When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

Sonnets 31–40

  • Sonnet 31Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts
  • Sonnet 32If thou survive my well-contented day
  • Sonnet 33Full many a glorious morning have I seen
  • Sonnet 34Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
  • Sonnet 35No more be griev'd at that which thou hast done
  • Sonnet 36Let me confess that we two must be twain
  • Sonnet 37As a decrepit father takes delight
  • Sonnet 38How can my Muse want subject to invent
  • Sonnet 39O, how thy worth with manners may I sing
  • Sonnet 40Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all

Sonnets 41–50

  • Sonnet 41Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits
  • Sonnet 42That thou hast her, it is not all my grief
  • Sonnet 43When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see
  • Sonnet 44If the dull substance of my flesh were thought
  • Sonnet 45The other two, slight air and purging fire
  • Sonnet 46Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war
  • Sonnet 47Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took
  • Sonnet 48How careful was I when I took my way
  • Sonnet 49Against that time, if ever that time come
  • Sonnet 50How heavy do I journey on the way

Sonnets 51–60

  • Sonnet 51Thus can my love excuse the slow offence
  • Sonnet 52So am I as the rich, whose blessed key
  • Sonnet 53What is your substance, whereof are you made
  • Sonnet 54O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem
  • Sonnet 55Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
  • Sonnet 56Sweet love, renew thy force; be it not said
  • Sonnet 57Being your slave, what should I do but tend
  • Sonnet 58That god forbid that made me first your slave
  • Sonnet 59If there be nothing new, but that which is
  • Sonnet 60Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore

Sonnets 61–70

  • Sonnet 61Is it thy will thy image should keep open
  • Sonnet 62Sin of self-love possesseth all mine eye
  • Sonnet 63Against my love shall be, as I am now
  • Sonnet 64When I have seen by Time's fell hand defac'd
  • Sonnet 65Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
  • Sonnet 66Tired with all these, for restful death I cry
  • Sonnet 67Ah! wherefore with infection should he live
  • Sonnet 68Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn
  • Sonnet 69Those parts of thee that the world's eye doth view
  • Sonnet 70That thou art blam'd shall not be thy defect

Sonnets 71–80

  • Sonnet 71No longer mourn for me when I am dead
  • Sonnet 72O, lest the world should task you to recite
  • Sonnet 73That time of year thou mayst in me behold
  • Sonnet 74But be contented: when that fell arrest
  • Sonnet 75So are you to my thoughts as food to life
  • Sonnet 76Why is my verse so barren of new pride
  • Sonnet 77Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear
  • Sonnet 78So oft have I invok'd thee for my Muse
  • Sonnet 79Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid
  • Sonnet 80O, how I faint when I of you do write

Sonnets 81–90

  • Sonnet 81Or I shall live your epitaph to make
  • Sonnet 82I grant thou wert not married to my Muse
  • Sonnet 83I never saw that you did painting need
  • Sonnet 84Who is it that says most, which can say more
  • Sonnet 85My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still
  • Sonnet 86Was it the proud full sail of his great verse
  • Sonnet 87Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing
  • Sonnet 88When thou shalt be dispos'd to set me light
  • Sonnet 89Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault
  • Sonnet 90Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now

Sonnets 91–100

  • Sonnet 91Some glory in their birth, some in their skill
  • Sonnet 92But do thy worst to steal thyself away
  • Sonnet 93So shall I live, supposing thou art true
  • Sonnet 94They that have power to hurt and will do none
  • Sonnet 95How sweet and lovely dost thou make the shame
  • Sonnet 96Some say thy fault is youth, some wantonness
  • Sonnet 97How like a winter hath my absence been
  • Sonnet 98From you have I been absent in the spring
  • Sonnet 99The forward violet thus did I chide
  • Sonnet 100Where art thou, Muse, that thou forget'st so long

Sonnets 101–110

  • Sonnet 101O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
  • Sonnet 102My love is strengthen'd, though more weak in seeming
  • Sonnet 103Alack! what poverty my Muse brings forth
  • Sonnet 104To me, fair friend, you never can be old
  • Sonnet 105Let not my love be call'd idolatry
  • Sonnet 106When in the chronicle of wasted time
  • Sonnet 107Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul
  • Sonnet 108What's in the brain, that ink may character
  • Sonnet 109O, never say that I was false of heart
  • Sonnet 110Alas! 'tis true, I have gone here and there

Sonnets 111–120

  • Sonnet 111O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide
  • Sonnet 112Your love and pity doth the impression fill
  • Sonnet 113Since I left you, mine eye is in my mind
  • Sonnet 114Or whether doth my mind being crown'd with you
  • Sonnet 115Those lines that I before have writ do lie
  • Sonnet 116Let me not to the marriage of true minds
  • Sonnet 117Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all
  • Sonnet 118Like as, to make our appetites more keen
  • Sonnet 119What potions have I drunk of Siren tears
  • Sonnet 120That you were once unkind befriends me now

Sonnets 121–130

  • Sonnet 121 'Tis better to be vile than vile esteem'd
  • Sonnet 122Thy gift, thy tables, are within my brain
  • Sonnet 123No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change
  • Sonnet 124If my dear love were but the child of state
  • Sonnet 125Were 't aught to me I bore the canopy
  • Sonnet 126O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power
  • Sonnet 127In the old age black was not counted fair
  • Sonnet 128How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st
  • Sonnet 129The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
  • Sonnet 130My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun

Sonnets 131–140

  • Sonnet 131Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art
  • Sonnet 132Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me
  • Sonnet 133Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
  • Sonnet 134So, now I have confess'd that he is thine
  • Sonnet 135Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy Will
  • Sonnet 136If thy soul check thee that I come so near
  • Sonnet 137Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
  • Sonnet 138When my love swears that she is made of truth
  • Sonnet 139O, call not me to justify the wrong
  • Sonnet 140Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press

Sonnets 141–150

  • Sonnet 141In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes
  • Sonnet 142Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate
  • Sonnet 143Lo, as a careful housewife runs to catch
  • Sonnet 144Two loves I have of comfort and despair
  • Sonnet 145Those lips that Love's own hand did make
  • Sonnet 146Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
  • Sonnet 147My love is as a fever, longing still
  • Sonnet 148O me! what eyes hath Love put in my head
  • Sonnet 149Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not
  • Sonnet 150O, from what power hast thou this powerful might

Sonnets 151–154

  • Sonnet 151Love is too young to know what conscience is
  • Sonnet 152In loving thee thou know'st I am forsworn
  • Sonnet 153Cupid laid by his brand and fell asleep
  • Sonnet 154The little Love-god lying once asleep