William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

Poems of William Shakespeare

361. Sonnets iii 1/4/2003
362. Sonnets iv 1/4/2003
363. Sonnets ix 1/4/2003
364. Sonnets LIII: What is your substance, whereof are you made 1/1/2004
365. Sonnets LX: Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shor 1/1/2004
366. Sonnets to the Sundry Notes of Music 3/30/2010
367. Sonnets vi 1/4/2003
368. Sonnets vii 1/4/2003
369. Sonnets viii 1/4/2003
370. Sonnets x 1/4/2003
371. Sonnets XCIV: They that have power to hurt and will do none 1/1/2004
372. Sonnets xi 1/4/2003
373. Sonnets xii 1/4/2003
374. Sonnets xiii 1/4/2003
375. Sonnets xiv 1/4/2003
376. Sonnets xix 1/4/2003
377. Sonnets XIX: Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws 1/1/2004
378. Sonnets xv 1/4/2003
379. Sonnets xvi 1/4/2003
380. Sonnets xvii 1/4/2003

Sonnet CVIII

What's in the brain that ink may character
Which hath not figured to thee my true spirit?
What's new to speak, what new to register,
That may express my love or thy dear merit?
Nothing, sweet boy; but yet, like prayers divine,
I must, each day say o'er the very same,
Counting no old thing old, thou mine, I thine,
Even as when first I hallow'd thy fair name.
So that eternal love in love's fresh case

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