Poems by William Shakespeare
Sonnet 130: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun
... My mistress when she walks treads on the ground ...
Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan
... But then my friend's heart let my poor heart bail ...
Sonnet 134: So, now I have confessed that he is thine
... But thou wilt not, nor he will not be free, ...
Sonnet 135: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy will
... The sea, all water, yet receives rain still, ...
Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
... In things right true my heart and eyes have erred, ...
Sonnet 14: Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck
... If from thy self to store thou wouldst convert ...
Sonnet 140: Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
... do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain, ...
Sonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes
... Nor are mine cars with thy tongue's tune delighted, ...
Sonnet 143: Lo, as a careful huswife runs to catch
... So runn'st thou after that which flies from thee, ...
Sonnet 144: Two loves I have, of comfort and despair
... Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, ...
Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth
... So shall thou feed on Death, that feeds on men, ...
Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath love put in my head
... O cunning love, with tears thou keep'st me blind, ...
Sonnet 149: Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not
... Those that can see thou lov'st, and I am blind ...
Sonnet 15: When I consider every thing that grows
... That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows ...
Sonnet 150: O from what power hast thou this powerful might
... And swear that brightness doth not grace the day ...
